OH Yeah.....

OH yeah.....

‘Can you stand?’ A asked. B nodded shakily, trying to pull themselves to their feet.

Just as soon as they managed to get upright, their knees buckled. B’s vision went blurry as they tried to grab the wall, or anything, really, to stop them from-

A catches them before they hit the ground, helping B sit back down. ‘S-sorry,’ B stutters. ‘I-’

‘It’s okay.’ A slips a hand under B’s legs and another behind their back and picks them up easily. ‘It’s okay, I’ve got you.’

THESE. DEPRIVE YOUR DARLINGS.

Make your Whumpee tired.

Whumpees that have been deprived of sleep by Whumper, so much so that they don't remember how to walk in a straight line and can't figure out whether the recent appearance of little black bugs in their cell are real or a hallucination.

Whumpees that can't get a full night's rest. They doze off, only to be jolted awake by their own anxiety of not knowing when Whumper would come back. Perhaps they are awakened by phlegm-coated coughs induced by their illness. They are awakened by nightmares, or by Caregiver who is worried they may succumb to hypothermia, or by a thunderstorm, or the rough blanket scratching their open wounds, or so on.

Whumpees who pull all nighters to protect their friends or lovers.

Whumpees whose eyes burn when they finally can close their eyes. Whumpees whose muscles twitch, who can't stop yawning no matter how hard they try to stifle it. Whumpees with dark, glassy eyes. Whumpees who are slow to react or have a hard time keeping up with the conversation. Whumpees with throbbing headaches. Whumpees with brain fog and memory loss.

Whumpees who have been on the run and have over exhausted their bodies. Their muscles and joints continue to scream long after its over. Whumpees with extensive blood loss. Whumpees who are malnourished.

Whumpees whose survivor's guilt keeps them awake, wondering what they might have done differently, whether it was all their fault, or why they were the ones to live.

Whumpees whose bodies are in chronic pain or illness and who have to hide it, causing muscle and mental fatigue. They keep going with a smile until they collapse or pass out.

Whumpees who break down in tears, begging to be left alone so they can rest. Whumpees who sob when they are told that the bed in front of them is theirs to use whenever they want.

Jensen Ackles | Columbus (Ohio), Convention | June 9, 2024 [x]

Omfg HAAAAAAAAANDS

Hands in Whump

-Running a gentle hand through Whumpee's hair, whispering reassurances into their ear.

-Grabbing Whumpee's arm to stop them from escaping, digging their nails into the flesh.

-A red, stinging handprint left on the side of Whumpee's face after a slap.

-Caretaker using their thumb to wipe tears off of Whumpee's face.

-Fingers intertwined, comforting pressure on the hand.

-Placing the back of the hand on Whumpee's forehead to check their fever.

-A hand broken after being stomped on by Whumper, Whumpee trying to get their fingers to move.

-Palms and fingers burned on a hot pan or stove.

-Fingernails being broken or ripped out.

-Cupping Whumpee's face.

-A hand clasped over the mouth to keep Whumpee from screaming

-Gentle hands applying bandages to aching wounds.

-An outstretched hand, offering aid and protection.

-Hands in the air to signal surrender.

-Whumpee covering their face with their hands so nobody can see them cry.

-Hands clasped over the back of Whumpee's neck as protection from an imminent beating.

And so, so much more!

A character, usually very reserved and self-contained, has their filter/self-control eroded by fever or illness or bloodloss or exposure and starts pleading and clinging to their companions for the comfort and contact they've craved all along but never before dared to openly express- which shocks their friends who had never realised cuddles and caresses were something the incapacitated character wanted and are heartbroken to think they've been depriving them of them; they hesitantly but wholeheartedly oblige with all the warm contact they can provide.

i found a meme

I was watching a Lifetime Movie, and the female lead brought the male lead into her kitchen to treat a wound he just got… and a meme appeared.

I’ve never laughed so hard in my life. Could you, like, at least rinse that wound under water? Or maybe, I dunno, center the butterfly bandage properly?

Obviously, this is just a meme waiting to happen right here.

Feel free to have fun with it XD