The Colorful Stages of Bruises: What’s Going on in There?
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The Colorful Stages of Bruises: What’s Going on in There?
I thought this would be useful to those of us whump folk who write. :)

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When the scene cuts away from the whump:
how do you like your whump ?
Breathing
-sharp and fast
-slow and controlled
-ragged and uneven
-loud and heaving
-shallow and breathy
-throaty and wet
-shaky and weak
-rasping and feverish
-coughing and sneezing
-punctured and agonzing
-flooded and useless
-scorched and shredded
-winded and lost
-bruised and bloody
-gripped and deprived
-thankful and recovering
-quick and excited
-calm and sleepy
-drugged and sloppy
-empty and desperate
-stilled and gone.
[Tag your favourite kind(s)]
whumper issues: having the urge to write a whump scene, writing the aforementioned whump scene, but having no beginning scene to lead up to it nor an ending in mind to make it a proper fic, so you’re just stuck with this random whump scene.
SAME

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i love when a sick person answers the door looking really flushed and disheveled and has to lean on the door frame because they’re soooooo tiiiiiired i love it thanks for listening
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Dialogue Prompts Where the Whumper Becomes the Caretaker
“I only wanted to knock some sense into him, I swear!”
“He’s no use to us if his concussion doesn’t heal.”
“I said alive and well you nitwits!”
“We won’t get any information if he dies right now.”
“I’ll keep him conscious. It’s not as much fun to beat someone who’s not even awake to feel it.”
Feel free to add more!
Blind rage and sudden, cold regret is good
“What have I done? I’m so sorry, please wake up. ”
Fic idea: Hydra captures steve with heavy recovery (and lots a stucky)
Warnings! This fic idea contains: mentions of various forms of torture, memory loss, loss of consciousness, sex (it’s consensual), PTSD, and general recovery struggles. If you are not comfortable with any of these things, scroll far, far down .
Steve is captured by hydra on a mission (around late june). Team search and search for him but his tracker is removed (shocked out of use, violently removed, beat until broken idk you choose) so it’s nearly impossible. The base that has him is a nomad base, meaning they are consistent in moving locations every few days or so, also they are extremely diligent and well-informed on new locations where they are less than likely to be found by SHIELD. // meanwhile, the base is using Steve in order to maybe attempt to create and break in a new winter soldier/ wring Steve of critical, top secret, highly classified SHIELD info via multiple types of torture/ a fuck you to America/ test new ‘exotic serums’ made with extraterrestrial materials collected by previous battles on Earth/ because they’re all psychotic shit heads who are unable to part with the past.// Every time avengers get even a hint of a lead on a [possible] new location, base gets word from advanced intel and moves (inside a mountain, underneath an ocean, Chernobyl, in plain sight, etc.). The nomad base seems unstoppable until shield is finally able to track a pattern in their locations _ a final resort strategy that Bucky is nearly unwilling to wait for because of course he wants to get to Steve as soon as humanly possible, but after about a dozen failed attempts around the globe, he reluctantly agrees to. Yeah, there’s a lot of broken!Bucky here _ (this happens sometime in late July- fun fact: that means Bucky probably spent steve’s birthday either huddled under a desk covering his ears at the sounds of Fourth of July aka Steve’s birthday fireworks, or crying/screaming into an empty floor full of the life they *had* together. Or you know, maybe both). in order to counter the base moving to their next location and continue whatever the fuck they’re doing to steve (because shield doesn’t exactly know, but they can guess especially Bucky and Nat), shield has pull at the two locations they have predicted the base to move next, as well as pull at the one they are currently at in order to corner them. shield successfully counters the base’s next moves, but not without a long-winded battle resulting in the escape of various hydra operatives. Steve is rescued (knock yourself out with this one- he’s been tortured in like ways that Bucky was aka electroshock, beatings, stabbings, unchecked serum administrations for unchecked periods of time, malnourishment, and even a few memory wipes). he’s rescued unconscious and Bucky’s feeling a million things but mostly a) utter, overwhelming relief that his soulmate somehow survived a month of personalized hell in the hands of hydra and b) that he’s a fucking mess who can’t even think about what happened in his past knowing it just happened to Steve without throwing up and breaking down in to a puddle of sobs and tears. Doctors tell Bucky the same thing the told Steve all those years ago when Bucky returned: we don’t know if he’ll be okay. They tell him Steve might not wake up, and if he does it will be a damned miracle if he completely remembers the life he and Bucky have spent years building after their respective pasts screwed any chance of them living in their original time. doctors tell Bucky that steve will hurt mentally and because the seeming advancements of hydra technology to overcome even the strongest serums, that memories will come and go and Bucky just can’t believe it because steve has an eidetic memory and fills - or filled - every hole Bucky couldn’t. Doctors tell him that steve will hurt physically, that his body has suffered multiple lacerations, contusions, countless injuries _ some of which cannot be so easily erased by his serum, which has suffered itself_ and that he will ache for days possibly weeks, that the aftermath of the torture he endured is long-lasting (meaning migraines, nausea/sickness, infections, respiratory/circulatory/immune system complications, etc etc etc). They basically tell Bucky Steve won’t be the same person he was. Doctors don’t need to tell Bucky about the nightmares or the panic attacks or the lack of trust steve will most likely experience, because Bucky was there once too, and he can’t bear to imagine Steve where he was because it was so bleak, so horrid, and seemingly impossible even with your soulmate at your side. Steve eventually wakes up and surprise! the doctors were right. he remembers things in waves, doesn’t want to be touched by any hospital staff or friends or Bucky, passes out frequently, is generally scared shitless when he’s not asleep (and even when he is), experiences hourly nausea/headaches/fatigue/weakness/all that fun stuff, frequently forgets his own name or who Bucky is or where he is, and hates hates HATES sleeping or laying on his back so they strap him down because he needs to heal. Though Instead of lashing out and becoming aggressive, Steve falls quiet. Radio silence and all he does is either let tears roll down his face or stare off to an unknown distance. Through Steve’s first week awake, Bucky tries to be there for Steve like Steve was: no touching unless invited to (didn’t happen within the first week), only speak very little at a time and softly, bring food and water no matter what, and always always be there for him, among other things. Steve is extremely reluctant to Bucky’s help at first (he’s extremely reluctant to Bucky in general. Shield figures it was some twisted form of negative reinforcement involving pictures of Bucky’s face and scattered torture methods), but once Bucky establishes many times that he’s safe, that he and Steve are a couple, and that he can be trusted, Steve allows Bucky to talk to him even if there’s no response, feed him and stroke his arm/face/stomach (though he’s specifically wary of Bucky coming anywhere close to his neck for some reason *cough cough Pavlov*). After a few weeks awake, steve starts to talk again. Short phrases mostly to ask for water or to have his restraints loosened or to have Bucky maybe come back in the room again, but it’s a start. Steve starts to sleep more, like really sleep. Without nightmares sometimes, that is. he gets hungrier, wants more company, and even once asked to have the curtains open so the sunshine could come in a little bit. It was four weeks after Steve woke up that he asked for Bucky to come in the hospital bed (no more restraints at that point). Bucky slowly joined steve, relishing in the closeness he hadn’t gotten in months, waiting for him to make the next move. Steve slowly pulled Bucky in closer to him, then latched onto him, Bucky does the same. They sit like that for a moment until Steve starts to sob - hard. Really hard. He cries and cries into Bucky’s chest where he lays in Bucky’s arms. Bucky just holds him tight and weeps right along. He rubs steve’s back and lightly kisses the top of his head (he’s being careful about his intimacy still). Steve cries until he falls asleep, but Bucky continues to silently let the tears slip after the fact because after all this time steve’s in his arms. He’s not whole but he’s alive. And Bucky knows he can recover from this, Bucky knows it because he once did too, and even if he still is, he knows Steve has it in him. The days pass and steve’s color comes back to his cheeks. Weeks pass and the tips of his mouth start to curve when Bucky shows him an old sketchbook or a picture of them off his phone. His voice grows fuller and he starts to regain memories, even if they’re only of what Bucky’s favorite holiday is or what Sam’s favorite breakfast cereal is or what side of the bed he himself sleeps on. There are relapses, though. Where steve returns to silence, can’t remember what’s going on, or just passes out for hours on end. Bucky nearly has heart attacks, but endures. He nourishes steve, watches calming movies with him, crawls into bed with him and holds him tight when the nights and days are rough. After five weeks, Steve’s back at their home and semi-taking care of himself (with Bucky’s consistent monitoring). The hospital advises Bucky to take a step back and let steve care for himself a bit, and Bucky listens. Steve makes grilled cheese sandwiches for himself though they’re always a bit burned, which doesn’t worry Bucky too much because steve was never the cook of the duo. Steve brushes his teeth and combs his hair and changes outfits without aid. He even sometimes pulls out a sketchbook and draws. Bucky breaks down in tears the first time he sees Steve looking up at him, studying Bucky’s features and returning to his sketchbook to copy Bucky’s face onto paper because that’s what steve used to do. Steve’s goes to Bucky when asleep, and Bucky pulls him in, letting steve breath against his chest. Steve still has nightmares, but after continuous visits to his doctor and the reassurance that Bucky will always be there to wake him up, they start to become less common. Steve goes to paint sometimes, he goes for walks in the park and then runs in the park. He watches Bucky doze off and smiles softly at Bucky’s sleepy murmurs when the alarm goes off in the morning, just like before. Steve starts to become himself again as months pass on, so slowly it’s barely even noticeable. And finally, five months after steve wakes up, Bucky and Steve sleep together. It was slow and languid, the opposite of fast. Steve makes the first move and thumbs at Bucky’s jaw. He slowly pushes Bucky against the doorframe and kisses him, deeply. They go to the bed, clothes become piles on the floor. Afterwards they lie in each other’s arms and breath. Steve looks over at Bucky and, for the first time in half a year, Steve smiles. his chin trembles and the mist in his eyes spill over, but he smiles at Bucky and buries his nose in the crook of Bucky’s neck. Bucky holds him there and rubs his neck, and Steve doesn’t even twitch, not even a little bit. He wraps his arms around Bucky’s torso and kisses his cheek, gravitating as close to Bucky as possible. “I love you, Buck.” Steve’s breathing evens out and he’s under. “Till the end of the line, baby.” Bucky kisses the top of Steve’s head and joins steve in sleep eventually. And that’s when Bucky knows: he finally, finally has his Stevie back. For real this time.
Okay, tough guy.
Whump Scenario:
Blood Farming:
The whumpee’s blood has properties that can do things. They’re captured. The bad guys take enough blood so it’s on the verge of being dangerous, also making the whumpee suffer. Bad guys put him back in a cell or cage, until his body produces more. Then they start all over again.

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Character A is a bit of a party animal, but has decided to tone it down for this celebration because it’s in character B’s honor/important for B in some way and they are determined to not mess this up for them.
The antagonist spikes A’s drink, and A knows something is wrong and can’t think of a plan further than “Find B, they will know what to do.” However, their motor skills are seriously impaired, so they end up taking out a major decoration/food table/something noticeable. B is mortified, and grabs A’s arm and takes them to the side.
“You told me you wouldn’t do this, I can’t believe you!” B hisses. A tries to explain, but their speech is so slurred that they can’t get it out.
“God, look at you! You know how important this is for me. I do so much for you, and you can’t even be chill for one night.”
The antagonist come up, and offers to take A outside for some air, and A is desperately trying to tell B to not trust the antagonist but they just /can’t/.
B thanks the antagonist and doesn’t even suspect anything is wrong until they can’t get ahold of A the next evening.
Otp Questions - Angsty
Who would be clutching on to the other person whispering, “Don’t die,” while the other is covered in blood?
Who tells their partner not to leave them, and the other has to leave to protect them even though it kills them to leave?
Who has to hold back tears as the other slips away?
Who would have to watch the other get murdered in front of them?
Who cries out for their partner but their partner isn’t there?
Who sleeps with their partner shirt after they passed away?
Who watches their partner get tortured and is helpless to do anything about it?
Who yells for their partner to warn them about danger but then their partner drops dead?
Who takes the poison so the other person doesn’t have to?
Who takes a gun wound for their partner?
Who falls to floor screaming once they find out their partner is dead?
Who accidentally murders someone close to their partner?
Who brings flowers to their partner’s grave every week?
Who is willing to die to keep the other safe, and when their partner protests, the one who is willing to die, dies in that moment, leaving their partner with their corpse?
Who cries and bangs on their partner’s chest as their partner holds them close?
Whump Trope:
BRIDAL CARRY
Sickfic Prompt
A sick character who always gets nightmares when they have fevers. Every single time, without fail, and they’re awful. So they’re sick and their fever has spiked and in their delirious state they’re like “you know what? fuck sleeping” so they drink coffee/caffeinated tea, take daytime pills at night on purpose, etc. Of course, this does absolutely nothing to help them get better….
Bonus points for an incredibly concerned/worried caretaker who is just like, “you’ll never get better if you don’t sleep!”

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barnesstony:
“I’m with you to the end of the line.”
TAT: Oxygen - asphyxiation due to being tied up with hands above their head, wrists tied to a hook in the ceiling, feet barely touching the ground. Bonus for getting gagged which makes breathing even harder and calling for help rather impossible.
I love it when writers remember this symptom of hanging from the ceiling and put it in their fic. So good!