If I said no to the used as bait trope, assume I'm being held against my will.
Don't worry Worlds. We'll come save you, just hold on.
Worlds? Can you hear us? We're here to get you out!
What?? Hold on, WoW, we're here to-
*muffled through the gag* My heroes... /sarcasm
Seth we have to fall back before they get us all!
No! Worlds, we'll come back for you, I swear, just hold on!
If I said no to the used as bait trope, assume I'm being held against my will.
Don't worry Worlds. We'll come save you, just hold on.
Worlds? Can you hear us? We're here to get you out!
If I said no to the used as bait trope, assume I'm being held against my will.
Don't worry Worlds. We'll come save you, just hold on.
Me with a specific whump trope is like ordering a burger with specifics, like only ketchup and mustard on my burgers.
"I'd like a used as bait trope, but it must have a bound and gagged whumpee and a side of guilt please!"
On the other side of the spectrum, I go to a very specific buffet of status effect style whumpage and get samplers of as many things as possible.
First plate I'll have brainwash with migraines and nosebleeds, for the second I'm grabbing poisoned with a side of a concerning fever-driven confession, I have room for desert so I think I'll grab some long term burn recovery.
And next time, I'll try that fear effect I really wanted!
hello chips...... do you have any whump on the brain....... any tropes you've been considering.........
i started watching The Musketeers (very slight spoilers) recently and a trope i really love that they use a lot is a character being wrongfully accused for a crime (literally use it in episode 1 😍)
i really love the sort of hopelessness and helplessness of the accused character in that situation (esp for Athos since he's usually such a composed musketeer and leader; i love seeing him suffer ❤️❤️❤️)
oh man there was a really brief but fabulous scene in a different episode where Athos gets on his knees to beg to the Cardinal (who hates the Musketeers) and AGHJSJSISYHSJAHUGSDHGSGHSKSISAISUUSGANSHAHHSUSGDHDHSJSHAJSDGUH it was so good i need to gif that at some point
thanks for the ask seth :)
Watched the new stage play P3L and it fed me so well 😭🫶
Dunno if I can post the reference image from the stage play (which is still ongoing) 😭 but basically when Akihiko went back to the dorm heavily injured in April full moon, Mitsuru immediately went to his side worriedly and helped him get up.
Tell me yalls favorite whump tropes. I need more for my collection
Used as bait (where a character gets kidnapped and used as bait for another)
Parting words regret (where two characters fought, one storms out and something bad happens to them, and the guilt the other character feels)
Team whump (especially if the team is captured)
Let's chain this, shall we:
Brainwashing, mind control, rage and other kinds of hurting-your-teammates (and the fallout)
Robot/android maintenance (make it painful)
Blood! Bloody noses, coughing blood, bloody hands cupping Whumpee's face.... I love a good, bloody mess
First aid. Self done stitches and wound packing my beloved
Public whipping. Especially for royal whumpees
STATUS EFFECTS. Ahem. Status effects. Burn, fear, forget, freeze, dizzy, bleed, you name it, I'm in
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when the team android is used to power something and it so obviously hurts them but it's not safe to stop so everyone just has to hope for the best. this happened to Zane Ninjago once and it was the best whump of my life
I like this but the second sentence made me laugh out loud in my break room at work
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seth-whumpsfandom posting sorry folks but i'm a big BBC Merlin fan, and of course I love the fanfiction, but I'm looking for more Arthur whump than Merlin. anyone got some good recommendations?#listen i'm a sucker for a royal whumpee and arthur is too good to pass up on#whump#whump community#whumpblr
seth-whumpsRebloggedwhumperless-whump-eventFollowAnonymous asked:do you have any prompts/vibes for the "full team whump" day.... i think it's a really fun prompt but i'm having trouble thinking of ideaswhumperless-whump-event answered:Of course! It's one of my favorite tropes ever, so here's a few:The Big Battle is over and they've barely won, but Medic/healer is down for the count. First aid and self-done stitches are in order until they can get their doctor conscious againTournament setting--pit the whole team against each other. Who wrecks shop? Who holds back? What's the play to escape? Who wins, and crucially, who loses?The good ol' cold sweep. Give everyone the flu. Make everyone deal with the sniffles and take turns caring for each other. Bonus points if blorbo refuses to acknowledge their own illness until they collapseNatural disasters, car accidents, and explosions make for great team whump starting pointsThinking about what injury/symptom each team member has, and how they got it, can help. And don't be afraid to just use two or three whumpees. Having the entire cast is overwhelming a lot of the time, so take it easy and have fun.Hope this helps!#full team whump#prompts if u want em#whumperless whump event#whump#whumpblr#whump community#wwevent 2025
seth-whumpsRebloggedseth-whumpsFollowHEY GUYS heat exhaustion FUCKI G sucks jsyk. inflict it on your whumpees for my sake seth-whumpsHEY GUYS!!!! PLEASE GIVE IT TO YOUR CHARACTERS SO I DONT SUFFER ALONE#working in a kitchen and knowjng the symptoms but not being able to stop#or take a break or leave#UGHHHH#vent#this time it definitely is#RAHHHHHH someone save me im being boiled alive… See all
seth-whumpsRebloggedelfwhumpFollowBrainstorming thoughts and curious about preferences.Which do you like more in cape whump?Supervillain whumper, superhero whumpee34.9%Supervillain whumper, other supervillain whumpee12.3%Supervillain whumper, civilian whumpee10.7%Superhero whumper, other superhero whumpee7.9%Superhero whumper, supervillain whumper11.1%Superhero whumper, civilian whumpee6.3%Civilian… whumper…?8.3%Other?8.3%Final result from 252 votes#superhero and supervillain whumpee and capitalism is the real whumper#<- bad stringsverse summary lmao
seth-whumpsRebloggedmellowwhumpsFollowWWE 2025, Day 8: Chef Mis-SteakHot stove / Slip of the knife / “I swear, I'm usually better at this.”[CC (Itaph’ri, Iasis & Kyrai)] — 1903 wordsCW: talk of death (not self-inflicted) idk does alien creature corpse count if it’s just part of the food cycle (minimal description)@whumperless-whump-event——Itaph’ri doesn’t ever treat meals as though it was any light matter on the ship. They’re useful. They know what suitable ingredients to forage for, know how to cook them so that they don’t make more messes than the ones they’ve all already gotten themselves in. Most importantly, they need the others alive.Not that anyone needs to know that, of course. To the rest of them, they’re just another asset of the ship, and to the two standing right beside them, they just so happen to be their regular cooking teacher.
It starts off slow. Kyrai greets them as they arrive at the galley, Iasis following suit not long after. They’ve already decontaminated the place to the best of his ability, all of them washing their hands at the nearby sink, all the ingredients already prepared on the table.
“What are we making today?” Iasis asks, lounging on one of the chairs and kicking his legs rhythmically.“Managed to get most of the ingredients my mentor told me she used for her specialty stew, so that’s what we’re going to try to recreate.”“...The Huelxcan? So what you’re saying is that we’re throwing whatever in and hoping it works…”Itaph’ri shrugs, cutting away the core of a neon pink vegetable and tossing it into the nearest trash bag. “I mean…the original was made from lots of long-lasting food from the other planets in PAGE territory, back when the fighting first started. I’m just trying to use ingredients we could actively find in Outsec territory instead. Managed to get their authentic water substitute from one of the markets we visited for cheap, so whyever not.” Very cheap, actually. What a good deal.
“Wonder how…how that tastes,” Kyrai says aloud.When they think back about it, they really should have noticed how something was wrong much earlier. Kyrai’s eyeing the translucent fruit with a dazed fervor in their gaze, one that Itaph’ri originally mistook as simply hunger or thirst. Then, Iasis calls them over to ask them a question, and all is somehow forgotten in their hurry to stop part of the plant from going straight to the bin.“Dendios essence is useful,” they snap, a little louder than he needed in order to get his point across, and Iasis thankfully halts in place, turning back sheepishly to face them. “Don’t throw the root away first, that’s where you extract all those nutrients.””But you can’t even eat it…also, it looks disgusting.””It's an alien fruit, don’t judge. The gunk adds thickness to the stew, it’s better than it sounds, promise—””—hey, can I do something? Getting bored here. And hungry.”Itaph’ri throws their hands up, stomping their way over to the leftover ingredients and picking up the fruit, throwing it at the complaining Kyrai who just barely manages to catch it, cradling it to their chest. “In the kitchen, you stop sulking and start playing your role. Every wrong move you take could result in all our deaths, okay? So just…” They trail off, tapering their tone. “Just cut that in half and squeeze all the liquid into a bowl, Kai. Easy enough.” “Oh. Okay.””Sorry. I’m on edge today, aren’t I?”Kyrai shrugs, looking down at the fruit as they move to grab their stool and reach the higher shelves for a bowl. “Aren’t you always?”They sigh, glancing behind one last time to check if Kyrai’s even doing their job before checking on the other ingredients that Iasis was currently tossing into the pot to simmer. Usually they’d be bantering instead of having meaningless bouts of conflict, but the others were still in the medbay, and honestly? They’re more than aware that this lesson in particular is just their method of putting their mind away from everything else, stressful as it still is. In some distant past, they wouldn’t even be able to get near a stove; even now, some of the others still shiver from the cold of the ship while in casualwear.Itaph misses cooking, even if it sometimes harms more than it heals. The loud noise of metal on metal kicks them out of any further bouts of pondering as they jump, shifting to see the knife Kyrai was holding clatter onto the floor, the person in question failing to hide the severity of their trembling as they move to pick it back up.”I- I swear, I’m usually better than this, cut things before, don’t know why, why…” They hold the knife in both hands, standing in front of the prepared fruit as though locked in battle yet not coming any closer.Iasis, concentrated on the stove, finally looks at the scene. ”Did something go wrong? What’s going on?” Well, a lot of things go wrong, really. The fruit cracks slightly open to reveal five pairs of legs, the creature launching itself at Kyrai’s face with a hiss. The kitchen devolves into chaos. Kyrai’s still holding the knife, swinging blindly at the surroundings, and Itaph’ri tackles them from the side, knife once again returning to the floor as they clutch at the intruder, using their difference in height as leverage.“It’s not coming off—” They try another large pull to no avail. “Iasis, oi, put that away and help me instead of bashing their head in!” “R-Right, uh–” Tossing the broom hastily to the side, the other joins in on the tugging, following them in grabbing the underbelly of the creature and attempting to loosen it. Slowly, one leg releases itself, then two. Then, the mass jumps straight onto Itaph’ri’s head.Ah. They can’t breathe.It’s not that they aren’t trying to take in air; in fact, they’re desperately trying to, panicking when their survival efforts are met by nothing but resistance. Flailing, they reach both hands up to the creature, chest tight and head spinning. They feel a prick in their back, their body relaxing. As though they were drifting away from the universe itself, they think.In their dream-like disorientation, they can barely make out which of the others is talking. “--get it away— released — throw it, come on—”The pressure on their head releases after what felt like forever, giving them the long-awaited opportunity of finally getting anything into their lungs as they cough weakly, the surroundings finally coming back into focus. From their place on the ground, the creature is nowhere in sight, whether in the hands of the two or on the floor.“D-did it escape, we need to warn the others, quick–” They quickly return to another bout of spluttering, air insufficient to sustain any more words. “Don’t worry. It’s dead. Probably. You might be too, hold on…” Kyrai turns their body over, plucking something from their neck. It’s a capsule-shaped object. Their friend seems to hold great pleasure in dangling their find in front of Iasis’s face, grinning at his discomfort. “Done. No credits to this guy beside me.”
“What? So first off, I turned on the stove, so I did do something, and secondly, I could snap your little head off right now if I wanted to.”“Sure, but that’s just admitting you lost, my good sire.”“You–” He makes a mad lunge at Kyrai and fails, his target sidestepping his swipes with ease in such a narrow space. “Fine. Oh, mighty leader, impart to both of us your wisdom.”
“Copying my style now, are you? Anyways, where is it. That thing.” Itaph’ri shifts into a sitting position, still looking around.“Take a look for yourself.”Iasis offers up a hand and they take it, heaving themself up with a groan. They must not have fallen properly just now. Now that they actually concentrate, the smell of something burning fills the room and they turn their gaze to fixate on the frothing pot, which now has a minutely twitching but otherwise very deceased customer inside it. Keeping their distance, they reach to turn the electricity off, the bubbling now toning itself down together with any leftover fear.Now what?It’s hard not to immediately wander to the ‘whys’ instead. They know for a fact that the fruit was correct, looked mostly like the ones from their memories of the past. Vaguely, they try to recall their mentor’s words during their own cooking sessions. “See this, here. It should look like this, otherwise crush it when it ain’t or if you don’t plan on usin’ it. I shall say this warning once. Hey, you even listening?” Thinking back, wasn’t the fruit he bought a little more translucent than what their mentor showed? Stupid Yoltian System border merchants. Never should have trusted them, no wonder it was cheap. Their knees weaken, no longer able to sustain their weight as they crash to the floor, curling inwards on nothing but instinct. They tuck their head between their knees and try to get away from the suffocating feeling of it all. “I…might have made a mistake. The fruit was too ripe, I think. Is it…is it even a fruit if it’s a consumer? I- I don’t know anything. I can–”“No,” Kyrai interrupts, “you couldn’t. You don’t have to say anything. If we knew about everything within the universe already, we wouldn’t be mortal, would we?”“But ma’ said–”“--and anyone you know is probably mortal too, in some sense. Unless you’ve somehow discovered millenia-old aliens and didn’t think to tell us, eh? Actually, it’s not impossible, hm…” In the background, there’s a snort from Iasis. They don’t know how to reply. “Besides. Give yourself a pat, Itaph. You shouldn’t even need to be here with our burden.” Sure enough, there’s two light beats on their back. Unconsciously, they find themself leaning in, looking to the side through eyes blurry with tears to see Kyrai smiling, as though nothing bad had ever happened to either of them, as though death wasn’t lurking in the next cubicle. They can’t even remember the last time they cried openly in the presence of others. Wiping away the rest of their tears, still sniffling, they take a deep breath and stand up, eyeing the kitchen with newfound vigour. They could probably make a soup with normal water, or...hm… “So. Who’s up for some steak?” Iasis speaks up, gesturing to the pot.Alright. Pause. “I mean, whatever’s poisoned is probably removed, right? In the thing it stuck in you. Don’t see why not.”“What? That is not how it works, the remnants could still be there, it could still have psychedelic effects like just now, I am absolutely not landing either of you in the medbay under any circumstance–”“Hey, if we die, we die trying new cuisine, I call that a great win! Happily ever after!” Kyrai exclaims as they clap, grinning. Iasis nods vigorously, joining in on the raucous applause. In response, they take the pot, march over to the sink and dump the water before sweeping the remnants into the bin. “No,” they say, deadpan, “we are doing stir fry. Learn how to season your meats properly before asking again. Go wash up.”Completely ignoring the noises of exaggerated disapproval in the background, they’d be lying if they said they didn’t miss this sort of lively atmosphere, this sort of back-and-forth banter. The ship’s deep, gentle thrum harmonizes with the sound of their heartbeat and the voices of the people around them, and they realise, now, what it truly means to be here, alive. #me when this is my favorite day for prompt fills holy buckets#MELLO YOUVE OUTDONE YOURSELF YET AGAIN#gah. HHRJRBRJSJ#your sci fi shenanigans...... i would say i want to eat them but id worry about the Creatures#minutely twitching but otherwise very deceased customer...... mello i do need to microwave your word choices from now on#me when i expected a slip of the knife and got some of the coolest worldbuilding ive ever seen#IM IN SHOCK#beloved mutuals#whumperless whump event… See all
seth-whumpsshout out to caretakers reaching through bars to get to whumpee and failing. shoutout to chains that pull just tight enough to stop them from holding their hand. shoutout to the shoulder pressed against the metal and outstretched fingers, yelling their name, just a little further, just a little more--#thank you silver for the inspiration on this one#whump#whump community#whumpblr#whump prompt#captivity whump#caretaker#whumpee
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seth-whumpsReblogged dykejaspermilkymosaicFollowCharacters who choose death but are forced to live, my beloveds.Characters who have to come to terms with a second chance at life they never asked for, my darlings.Characters who move forward on the trembling legs of a newborn fawn through the overwhelming, blinding crush of an existence they fully forsook but which was thrust back upon their unwilling beings, my obsessions.#me when this trope im in pain#/vvvpos.#explodes.
seth-whumpsi do love a carefully-cupping-whumpee's-face scene but i especially like it when caretaker's hands are absolutely dripping with blood. when the world has gone so far to hell that the quiet, secret moment they have to comfort each other is soaked in crimson. when it's gasping breaths in darkness, just the two of them, for the little time they have, and caretaker grabs whumpee's face to check them over, thumbs in front of the ears and smearing blood across their cheeks and chin and down their neck. a reunion that smells like metal and death; a kiss to the forehead that stains it red.#whump#whump community#whumpblr#whump prompt#blorbo tag#bloody hands#tw blood#caretaker#whumpee#rescue scenarios#yeah i'm thinking about the prev post i reblogged and strohl dw about it#this blog is half strohlposting at this point i'm so sorry… See all
seth-whumpsReblogged fe3lthethunderwhumpy-biFollowCharacter who immediately shows gentleness and care for the person they’re rescuing, even while covered in the blood of their captors.The complete separation of the violence they committed to reach their companion and how they actually treat them.The switch from total violence to soft touches and “You’re alright, I gotcha. It’s all okay, I’m here.”#wildly strohl coded methinks#tearing through enemies and getting absolutely soaked in blood#and then cupping will's face with the same wet bloody hands and whispering soothing words#blorbo tag… See all
seth-whumpsRebloggedmellowwhumpsFollowWWE 2025, Day 6: Doomed By The NarrativeScheduled execution / Near death experience / “That was too close.”[Verrill & Nivae (Twelve)] — 2290 wordsCW: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH!!!! (near death experience tag still belongs there for the other oc)@whumperless-whump-event——Bells across the city ring clearly, carrying with its reverberations the salty scent of the choppy sea. It doesn’t make sense, of course. Here, where Verrill couldn’t see any of that shore, the persistent chimes were the only thing keeping him grounded, the only thing louder than the crowd beneath the elevated platform. Once upon an almost distant time, he remembers telling that child about how he’d rather go out with a bang, sitting on the rooftop and looking at the same sky, now darkened by looming clouds. Wish granted. The most drama this city has ever had since the last festival and he owns front row tickets, one way trip.Scenes flash before him, the recollection of times before, those days where people would celebrate their budding crops, their soon-to-be bountiful harvests. Instead of worried whispers and angry shouts, he recalls the laughter of the children, still too juvenile to have learnt about the perfect city’s little secret. He dreams of the dulcet tones of his childhood flute, carried by the slight summer winds as it brought light smiles to the faces of others. The crops dead, the laughter absent. That flute has long since been out of tune. Was that where it started, all those events that brought him where he was now? He thought this day wouldn’t come if it was already that late in its arrival.He hoped he could at least see the sun one last time before he was dead on the gallows. Ah, what a pity.Keep reading#no jo no no no no you cant do this to me im not nomrla#he doesnt want to die anjmore. they were going to leave together#NO. NOOOOOOO#okay im in mourning now#your writing is a gift and the gift is a fucking hammer i need to go to hoptal#OW. slash vpos. i love you. carry on.#beloved mutuals#whumperless whump event#major character death#death scenarios… See all
seth-whumpsRebloggedmellowwhumpsFollowWWE 2025, Day 5: At Least It’s Not ManualTrapped in a “car” / Stranded / “You can't drive like this.”[Hamptrio – FP Mech Pilot! AU] — 1862 wordsCW: none (mainly emotional whump)@whumperless-whump-event——Nora’s starting to think that red is no longer her favorite colour. Not when the cockpit is bathed in crimson, sirens blaring, all systems beginning to fail one by one. It doesn’t take anyone much to tell that the mech is done for, and as for her…well. Monologue makes her seem calmer than she really is, because the damned mech wouldn’t let her hit eject. Not when the gargantuan, ever-shifting shadow of a creature stood over her, pounding the metal chassis of her right leg to a pulp as it roared gutturally.Well, the mech’s right leg, at least. She felt everything it probably didn’t.“Let me out! Please! It hurts! Please! Anyone..!” She kicks at the metal coffin of a shell encasing her, again and again and again, not a single dent made, one hand mashing the button for the intercom. Stupid. She never should have left the others to chase a lead. In this soundproof world of hers, confined within this otherness, she’s going to die alone. Yet another vermillion warning flashes across her eyes.Oxygen supply depleted. Ten minutes remaining.Keep reading#HI MELLO. I'M SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO READ THIS. I'M FUCKING NORMAL#number 1 candidate for my new favorite opening line#“and he is smiling and he is nothing at all” okay. yeah i ddin't need my heart. you can rip it to pieces km didmem fhehsjs#I CAN not DEAL#i'm so#im so#you say this is a loose fill this is the mountain and prompt is the molehill this is flawless this is beautiful#i need a series heres 2 billion dollars#holy fuckjng shit mello#beloved mutuals#whumperless whump event… See all
seth-whumpsRebloggedseth-whumpsFollowhey you should take your formal whumpee and you should give them a huge, horrible, tearing wound. and then you should have them rip their tie/cravat/ascot/scarf off and use it to pack the wound. imperfectly. by themselves. because although it hurts like hell, they still have work to do.seth-whumpslike this#i'm feral#normal actually :>#sr#sethtalks whump
seth-whumpsAnonymous asked:could you please delete the "you wint have to worry about it here" part of your squicks??? hard to say but it oisses me off like i like suicide whump tf you mean witrh "not have to wofry about it hefre" makes me kinda mad. sorry for the incvinience iiguess good nightNo.#suicide mention#blog maintenance#asks
seth-whumpshey you should take your formal whumpee and you should give them a huge, horrible, tearing wound. and then you should have them rip their tie/cravat/ascot/scarf off and use it to pack the wound. imperfectly. by themselves. because although it hurts like hell, they still have work to do.#bonus points if the cravat is covered in blood. double points if it's not just their blood#mello if you see this the strohl fic is coming out soon and i'm not sorry#whump#whump community#whumpblr#whump prompt#medical whump#tw gore#tw blood#formal whumpee#blorbo tag… See all
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seth-whumpsReblogged whumpscholarwhumpologyyFollowis there such a thing as a character experiencing too much whump?Yes, it can get depressing18.8%Yes, it can be unrealistic if not handled well31.3%No, so long as there is sufficient comfort/recovery after17.4%No!! Whump away!!22.5%Nuance button10.1%Final result from 592 votes#even the most miserable wretch in the world can. like. watch the rats skitter around the dark corners of their cell and be amused or curiou#or retreat into their imagination paul berlin style (please read going after cacciatto)#it's about contrast. negative space. y'know?#<- prev exactly#theres this post about how you can't shade an egg with white. you have to use other colors#the contrast is so important!!! in order for the dark to feel dark there needs to be the possibility for light#crying hits harder if the character is shown to laugh and vice versa… See all
seth-whumpsReblogged wollemi-whumpbettylovespeterFollowThat moment when whumpee gets arrested and the detective that was so confident in their guilt starts to see the real them? The trauma ? The scars ? The silence ? And then the pieces of a perfectly constructed puzzle start to fall apart because they were always innocent, we just never saw it ? 💋 It’s so good #ah. joker p5 moment#blorbo tag
seth-whumpsRebloggedtoss-a-coin-to-your-stan-accountFollowI bear absolutely no ill will against the term itself or people who use it but. I literally CANNOT say something gives me "whumperflies" bc for me it conjures up the mental image of someone seeing whump they like and smiling and giggling like a schoolgirl. and that just doesn't work for me bc when I see whump I like I do thisaceofwhumpThat's so funny 🤣 I feel like this when I get themseth-whumpsSee I absolutely kick my feet and twirl the telephone cord. If I'm hit with unexpected whump I react exactly like this#catch me scrolling tumblr like “so there's this blorbo from my shows.......”#i will do a little dance when its good. i am grinning and giggling. The Schoolgirl
seth-whumpsWWEvent Day 4LIKE A KALEIDOSCOPE: Numbness / Dissociation / “Can I hold your hand?” Ao3 Collection Link / Prompts List, Rules & FAQStrings Universe - JJ and Morriganignore the camera tilt I struggled on this one but EY! WE GOT DRAWINGS OF THE STRINGS CREW!!!! morri and jj have always been very near and dear to me. so of course I gotta give them the spotlight <3333#whumperless whump event#wwevent 2025#wwevent day 1#whump#whump community#whumpblr#whump art#sethsketch#robot whumpee#android whumpee#strings universe#morrigan white#jace vela journey
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seth-whumpsRebloggedmellowwhumpsFollowWWE 2025, Day 4: Like a KaleidoscopeNumbness / Dissociation / “Can I hold your hand?”[Ercelde (mine) & Xan (by @lemlem21) ] — 2066 words !CW: nothing, but i’ve never gone through this so possible inaccuracy@whumperless-whump-event——The public hospital is bustling with noise, doctors scrabbling back and forth to try and deal with the influx of patients. Winter always seems to result in this, Ercelde muses. A simple trip and fall could result in events spiralling exponentially. He’s usually not over here beyond routine checks. Most days, he’d be managing the council building’s little clinic or the council itself, otherwise simply doing paperwork behind the scenes. No matter how qualified he is, he can never get used to this multitude of patients at once. Looking at it from an outsider’s view. All their feelings hit him at once, fear or anger or many things worse. Today’s round of numbing his feelings doesn’t quite seem to work.Stupid syndrome, stupid forced empathy. It’s such a silly way to refer to his condition, special case, the act of being able to discern the feelings of others, pinpoint their exact worries, aim at their direct concerns.By feeling all of it secondhand.Ercelde doesn’t know how he gets to the quiet place, body not quite feeling like his own, the mishmash of emotions chasing him right out of whatever mortal form he might have once had. The world somehow feels more dull than it already had been. Who was he? That crying child in the second ward, their anxious parent? All those disgruntled people in the waiting room? It’s alright. He can solve all these problems, with time. With time. Keep reading#i'm in a horrible heatwave and yet this fic drew me in so well#it's so wonderfully put together GAH all of the word choices and the explanations.......#i was so sold so fast this fucks so hard#beloved mutuals#whumperless whump event… See all
seth-whumpsno but I love it when a recovering character has to be restrained as a cover-up. when caretaker or leader needs the facade of bringing them in, so they clasp the handcuffs closed, carefully avoiding the long since scarred wounds on their wrists. that lingering pity when whumpee takes a shaky breath and lets it happen. ropes loose enough to break if they panic, thick chains that drag for the show of it. and a whumpee, who wants to be brave, to be strong, just... can't. who forgets where they are; shuts down; expression sinking to despaired nothingness as the locks click into place.#whump#whump community#whumpblr#whump prompt#tw restraints#recovery whump#this is lute by the way. if she goes in restraints Everything falls away. a husk of a prisoner like before 💕
seth-whumpsReblogged whumpdoyoumeansickfictropesFollowfive dialogue prompts for characters who have a hard time resting :) "Don't sit up. You'll rip your stitches.""You need to calm down. Your heart rate is spiking.""Stop trying to get up. I don't want you fainting again." "Lie back down, please. Your fever is too high for you to be moving around." "I know we have to keep moving, but if we don't treat that wound now, it'll slow us down even more." #“you'll slow us down” as a threat to get whumpee to accept treatment#I'M OBSESSED#whump
seth-whumpsRebloggedmellowwhumpsFollowWWE 2025, Day 3: It’s Not You, It’s MeLeft behind / Attempted Martyr / “Get out while you can, and don’t look back.”[Daidiao Hsu & Daitiao Xu + Cicadas] — part 1 // 756 wordsCW: someone nearly dies…? i swear they’re alive after this (how many times am i gonna say this skdfhsk)@whumperless-whump-event——It’s a losing battle, really. They weren’t prepared for their targets to show up anywhere near their proximity, out of anywhere in the whole universe, for stars’ sake. The market is bustling with creatures of varying shapes and sizes, and in its chaos, Daitiao spots the offenders turning into a crowded walkway, gesturing for Hsu to follow them.The company hadn’t given them enough information to go off of, just six vague figures from whatever botched security footage they could salvage from those three hours of somehow stealing the company’s prized possession and leaving. Leaving! Just like that, after all the security measures they were meant to put in place. Once again, nothing’s going as Hsu said it would. Nothing. It almost hurts as much to witness.”Daitiao! Daitiao, it’s not working, gone on too long, we have to fall b— nnh—” The slash of a knife nearly meets their face as they stumble back, instinctively shielding their face. They passed the round-eared intruder that knife, back when they were still under Hsu’s control, when most of them were. It was supposed to last longer.They fidget with their gun, hands shaking as they fail to shoot. “I— m-my trigger’s failing, why…“ “Dai, behind you!” As though in unison, another shot comes straight to them from behind and they struggle to dodge, trying to get closer to the other and failing once more, another enemy interrupting them. The pulse of concentrated energy clips their skin as their assailant’s tightly secured hood dips from the recoil, and as brief as it is, they know what they saw, talented in remembering faces as they are. That number one idol was supposed to be dead. The last alien’s eyes are gaining focus, trying to shake off the last remnants of Hsu’s powers as the idol (or so is suspected) shakes them, trying to pull them to their feet and usher them forward. ‘Run’, they spy one of them saying in the universal language, ‘we shouldn’t stay, we’ve been sighted more than we should have.’The round-ear, dodging a final swipe for their weapon, harriedly plunges the knife straight into Hsu’s chest as they sprint to join the rest of their group. It should have been a fatal stab. The most generic placement of a knife against remotely humanoid-shaped beings like them. Hsu falls to the ground, sprawled and writhing, a choked sob escaping their lips, and their body halts in place, frozen. “Go. I can…I’ll call back, they’ll pick me up. They can—” Hsu drifts into a bout of coughs, wheezing for breath, eyes wide and darting and landing on them. “Just go catch them. P-please, Xu. I’ll– I’ll be alright.”The other speaks all too naturally, as though reassurance was ever a thing used by either of them. Was Hsu even reassuring them, or was it some other thing, confident as they always seemed to act, hated as they always were? Someone with the exact same build, almost the exact same face. Even the same personality, once upon a distant time. For a moment, they thought they were the one bleeding out, somehow switching to an outsider’s perspective. Doppelganger, only having existed in this form to try and take the other’s place, to propagate itself after. It’s not like Hsu never knew from the start. Gun to throat, eye to mirroring eye. Both of them were only trying to survive, weren’t they? All of them.They need to stop pretending they understand anything. All they need to do right now is go, but the juvenile word leaves their mouth anyway as they turn to face Hsu. “Promise?”And oh, isn’t that just a sight. Hsu’s much too long gone to hear their words, tears still flowing down from their unfocused eyes as they whisper the same childlike mantra repeatedly. Don’t leave me, don’t leave me. It’s coated in the same compelling voice they typically use to command someone, as unconscious an action as it is. Had they been someone else, they would have stayed.They don’t understand. They don’t get any of it, won’t ever get any of it. They need to get out, out. The both of them can’t fail more than they already have. Xu turns on Daidiao’s half-opened distress signal in record time, yanks Daidiao’s hopefully working gun from its holster and runs back out the corridor to continue giving chase.Looking back again is not an option, they whisper to themself, eyes alight with familiar, feverish heat. Final resort, their ace in the hole.#RAAAAAGHHHHHH#“gun to gun; eye to mirroring eye” and you can use them to DESTROY ME GOOD LORD#oh my goshh....f gnd.smfjjdksjnx#i'm eating this. chews paper#whumperless whump event#beloved mutuals… See all
seth-whumpsWWEvent Day 3IT’S NOT YOU, IT’S ME: Left behind / Attempted Martyr / “Get out while you can, and don't look back.”self conscious about this one but in the wonderful words of my dear friend Bug, cringe is a mindset and I will have NONE of it. anywaysorry strohl :( sorry Maria even tho you are and will be okay :(((#whumperless whump event#wwevent 2025#wwevent day 3#whump#whump community#whumpblr#whump prompt#whump art#sethsketch#blorbo tag
seth-whumpsWWEvent Day 2PUBLIC MISINFORMATION: Presumed dead / Search party / “There's a hand, I can see them!”Ao3 Collection Link / Prompts List, Rules & FAQStrings Universe - Sera and JJALTso I went mixed media this year, and to practice some comic lineart I went a bit crazy. i learned a ton from this piece, and though I know I made quite a few mistakes, I'm very happy with it!#whumperless whump event#wwevent 2025#wwevent day 2#whump#whump community#whumpblr#whump art#sethsketch#strings universe#sera journey#jace vela journey
seth-whumpsReblogged whumperless-whump-eventmellowwhumpsFollowWWE 2025, Day 2: Public MisinformationPresumed dead / Search party / “There's a hand, I can see them!”[Verrill & Haley – magic!AU, likely non-canon] — 494 wordsCW: haley doesn’t actually die here i swearside note: they are platonic !!!!!! the when@whumperless-whump-event——“You think anyone’s coming for us?” Verrill’s voice interrupts the quiet of the night, prominent. In the forest still dampened from the rain the day before, neither of them managed to start a fire. As a matter of fact, the only one even able to start a decent fire was stuck lying down, one hand clutched to his gaping wound, the other fidgeting with his scarf. It hurt, really. It was taking all the effort he could muster to pretend he stood any chance of surviving the night in this condition.Keep reading#YEAHHHHHHHHHHH#god i love tense quiet conversations when the characters are at their worst.......#“i'm not your aide im your asset” aka how to get seth obsessed witj your character in 7 words HELLO#HI I'M AWAKE??????#gahh..... masterful short drabble storytelling my dearest mutual#this is fantastic i'm eating well today#beloved mutuals#whumperless whump event… See all
