certified whump enjoyer 🗡️

big fan of when you peel back all layers of a character and at the bottom of it there's love

why are they doing this? because they loved someone so much it caused the plot to happen. Grief counts btw

ESPECIALLY a big fan of when this isn't enough to make them a good person

living weapon who is devastated to no longer be responding to some of their training—they should be able to just behave and the fact that they keep acting out is confusing and embarrassing to them.

god i love a character that is eventually revealed to have been doomed the entire time. you can try and fix it, make everything the way it once was, attempt to escape the fate you finally realize was yours all along, but one way or another you’re forced to face the fact that no matter how hard you tried or how much you fought, you never truly had a chance. you’re already beyond saving.

i know it's been said time and time again but nothing hits quite like a character who's stifled their pain and trauma for so long finally receiving some kind of validation or comfort from someone who cares for them and just utterly shattering. crying so hard it sounds like they're dying, body so wrecked by it that the other person is worried they're going to make themself sick. able to withstand all of it by pushing those feelings away until someone said 'i see this, and it's not right, it's not okay, i'm so sorry'

i will never EVER get sick of whumpees with special powers that they haven't mastered so they frequently overexert/hurt themselves from using their powers and nobody knows how to fix it <333

that incoherent babbling stage of pleading when the pain is too much but they just have to keep asking for it to stop or they aren't even aware that what they're saying isn't words so all that's coming out is half-words and mumbles and gasps >>>>>

Nobody knows the whumpee is hurt until they get in the water, and it blooms red around them.

Whumpee only gets a bath if they are exceptionally dirty, bloody and messy. Only after their wounds have been reopened, their arms and legs badly cut and bleeding. The whumper will hiss and scowled them for being such a burden, so messy. And yank them up by their arm or maybe by their hair, their body too weak to really fight back. The bath is ran, it is so hot that the steam alone could cause real injury. The whumper rips away any last pieces of torn clothing the whumpee still clung to. And they are forced into excruciatingly hot water, it is infused with something that the whumper calls sanitizer. It burns so badly whumpee’s body jerks and tears sting their eyes. Their cries are only cut off by a muzzle as it is placed firmly over their bloody lips. Then the whumper takes to scrubbing their body with metal scrubbing instruments, cutting them in several places, digging into already open wounds and causing even more bleeding. More sanitizer is used as soap and the cuts burn too badly for the whumpee to stay still. Whumper holds them down easily, their hands hard and unyielding on the whumpee’s tired body. By the time the bath is finished, the whumpee is even bloodier than before and their body hurts in so many different ways they can barely stay conscious They are ripped up and out of the water. The whumper mad once again that they made such a mess of their water. They must be given another set of lashes for such naughtiness.

Whumpee is pinned down, something stabbed clean through their shoulder. The pain is jarring, sharp, then horribly dull and throbbing. They can feel their heart beating through their entire body. A small amount of blood trickles out, down their arm. They knew it wasn’t as much blood as there with be if the object was removed. And that fact terrified them to their core. The fear, the pain. It was all too much. And now, they could hear the foot steps of whumper as they approached. Only causing more terror, more blood forced through their aching body. The moment they saw whumper they knew that running had been a horrible idea. Because whumper just grinned when their eyes met.

the living weapon trope needs more tiny adorable killers who can be very easily grabbed and forcibly cuddled

your typical living weapon whump where they get saved and taken in by the opposing side, but they’re ‘rescued’ by people who ALSO want them to be a living weapon. they’re being treated just as badly, if not worse, than they were before, but the difference is that now they’re fighting for the other side. secondhand living weapon, unethically sourced!

handler who cues their living weapon with hand signals...... mmmhhh fuck i need MORE

this + living weapon being incredibly attuned to handler's body language. a synchronicity no one else can match, seeming almost to read their mind.

realising handler can convey complex instructions to their weapon without any signals that outsiders can parse. realising they can give a verbal order but nix or modify it in a hundred ways nonverbally. weapon's potential allies wondering how much of this could be a long game, whether handler's already given the execution order. or handler's peers/superiors getting suspicious. wh. why do you need to be so sneaky. what are you telling it that you don't want us seeing?