WHUMPTOBER 2022 - DAY 7 - Shaking hands & Silent Panic Attack

Leona has probably had panic attacks before but its entirely possible he has no idea what’s going on, I don’t think anybody necessarily took the time to explain it to him. Epel might have some experience with panic attacks since he lives in such a big family.

Chapters: 8/?

Fandom: The Witcher (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Vilgefortz of Roggeveen/Tissaia de Vries Characters: Tissaia de Vries, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach, Vilgefortz of Roggeveen, Marti Södergren Additional Tags: Whumptober 2022, Torture, magical torture, Spoilers for The Witcher (TV) Season 2, The Way You Shake and Shiver, Poor Unfortunate Souls, Seizurefic, Waking up disoriented, Silent Panic Attack, Everything Hurts and I'm Dying, breaking point, repeatedly passing out, Fetal position, Catatonic, Muffled Screams, headache, hair grabbing, Head trauma, Defiance, Please don't touch me, You Better Start Talking, coughing up blood, Witcher fic

Summary: Tissaia is trying to extract information from the Nilfgaardian prisoner in the Aretuza dungeons with Vilgefortz's help. Cahir is not having a good time ...

Whumptober Prompts: No. 7: Silent panic attack No. 9: Tossing and turning No. 28: Headache No. 31: Comfort

The utter darkness does not feel so bad. Maybe this is death? Deep, undisturbed sleep forever and ever. Could be worse. Lots of worse. He feels like he is floating in this numbing, almost soothing sea of blackness. Weightless, bare of any emotions or conscious thoughts, just existing. Or perhaps not existing? Was that a thought? It is already drifting away, dissolving in the inky darkness of his mind. Or of the universe? Who knows? Not he, he is far too tired to know or to care. And why would he?

Unfortunately, this almost welcome state of limbo does not last. It is getting cold again, freezing cold. And hot. A desert bleached and blighted by the searing sun. The pain creeps back onto him, too, slowly at first, like a snake soundlessly slithering toward its prey. Then with a vengeance. Every breath he takes radiates with intense agony, and his head does not feel any better than his chest. On the contrary. He whimpers and moans, tosses and turns in his feverish sleep. Then, exhausted to the core, he is dragged down again into an abyss deeper and darker than the howling chasm that opened up before him not far from the burning Cintra.

All of a sudden something is grabbing him. Hands. On his shoulder, his hip, tearing him from his heavy, death-like sleep. His eyes shoot open in boundless panic. Please, not her, let it not be her! He gasps, then starts to shake, to cough. Violently. His chest is on fire, his lungs ripped to shreds by the relentless, burning cough attack. He cannot breathe. He is suffocating, desperately fighting for air. Then, through half-open, fever-bright eyes a blur of red and yellow leaning toward him. A face? Not her face, no, nor her voice. A woman with flaming-red hair. What she says, he does not comprehend, but it sounds friendly, soothing, not threatening. Not asking questions he cannot, will not answer. Her hands are soothing, too, not mercilessly digging into his scalp like raptor claws. A comforting touch, not torture. No magic attacking his mind, making his world explode with excruciating pain. She feels safe. Like she wants to help. Why? He cannot say. Does it matter? Too tired to think, he sinks into her embrace, falling deeply into an exhausted sleep as soon as the worst of the coughing fit is over.

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

Gen

Fandom:

僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Relationships:

Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi

Characters:

Shinsou Hitoshi

Midoriya Izuku

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Additional Tags:

Whump

Whumptober 2022

Whumptober

POV Shinsou Hitoshi

Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A

Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru

Shinsou Hitoshi Needs a Hug

Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi Friendship

Shinsou Hitoshi-centric

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead and Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Adopt Shinsou Hitoshi

in the background - Freeform

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Training Shinsou Hitoshi

Shinsou Hitoshi is in the Dekusquad

Shinsou Hitoshi is So Done

Shinsou Hitoshi is a Mess

Shinsou Hitoshi Has Panic Attacks

shaking hands

no.7

Panic Attacks

Silent Panic Attack

Dissociation

Class 1-A Shenanigans (My Hero Academia)

Class 1-A Needs Therapy (My Hero Academia)

Midoriya Izuku Needs A Break

Language: English

Summary: Hitoshi has to give a presentation in front of the class. It doesn't go well.

TW: Small Panic Attack

It’s almost time. You can feel fear taking over your body. You hesitantly stand up. You can feel eyes staring at it. Burning into your body. You quickly walk up into the front. The teacher is writing something down and they look up at you, “Go ahead.” You breathe heavily as you look down at your paper. You start to speak, you stutter and pause a lot. Suddenly you feel pain in your chest. Directly on top of your heart. It was small, but it was noticeable. You start to breathe more heavily, you shake more. You're almost done. Your presentation is almost over. The pain in your chest starts to hurt more. Your voice starts to shake. It feels like hours, but you finally finish. People clap, most likely they feel like they need to. You quickly sat down in your seat. “Thank you.” The teacher says and they finish writing down something.

by mavericked ( @beterparker )

The thing about playing with fire, Bradley thinks, is that you have to realize you yourself can get burned.

A lot of the time, he manages to forget that. Setting fire to the tentative peace is all well and good, but only so long as you remember to keep your fingers away from the flame.

And Bradley always willingly sets his own goddamn hand alight.

No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships:  Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Pete "Maverick" Mitchell, Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw & Natasha "Phoenix" Trace, Bernie "Hondo" Coleman & Pete "Maverick" Mitchell

No 7. The Way You Shake and Shiver

Shaking Hands|Shivers|Silent Panic Attack

Whumpee had been doing better lately. A lot better, really. They had stopped sitting on the floor. They ate when they were given food, and stopped needing the reassurances that they had permission to do basic things. They still didn’t speak much unless spoken to, and almost never asked for anything, even though Caretaker knew they wanted to do both. But progress is progress, and Caretaker needed to celebrate where they could. Whumpee had been through enough that anything remotely positive seemed world-changing to them.

Today had been relatively peaceful. Caretaker was off work, so after eating breakfast and doing a couple chores, they were sitting down with a book and a cup of tea. They had also made one for Whumpee, since they noticed they enjoyed it, and now Whumpee was in the other room doing…something. Caretaker didn’t actually know, but they were so proud of Whumpee for going off by themself that they didn’t want to start asking a bunch of questions and make them think they weren’t allowed to.

Still, it was probably about time to go check on them. With a sigh, they put a bookmark in their book and stood up.

Whumpee was dusting. They stopped in the doorway when they saw it, heart sinking a little. One of the walls of the room was a gallery wall of sorts, covered in frames, and Whumpee was standing on the tallest tip-toes they could, almost teetering over to reach the top of one of the frames with the duster.