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@thumpandwhump
low blood pressure is sooo under appreciated in whump. (i got something that effects my bp) whumpee getting shaky and feverish, temperature too hot then too cold way too fast. Nausea, migraines, fatigue, stomach pains, and the obvious fainting. Caretaker having to put Whumpee’s feet up before they pass out. Gently and lovingly removing and adding the blankets to keeo Whumpee the right temperature. There’s so much to do with it….
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Whumpee who’s too tired to do anything at all. Their body is healing, mind is healing too. But that has sapped all their energy, and all they can do now is wake briefly to eat, talk to Caretaker maybe, and then sleep tugs them back again. They wonder how long this’ll last.
you get me
The pure, primal fear Whumpee feels after so long in captivity/being tortured. They’re being rescued, Caretaker and their team approaching.
No, no, fuck. No—
Whumpee scrambles back, eyes wide and breaths shallow. “Don’t— don’t..” They stammer, every muscle tensed with adrenaline and fear. Too close— too close now! They scramble to the side, dodging past Caretaker and team and making a beeline for the door. They can’t think, can’t breathe can’t anything when all they see is that door. Away from these people. Then suddenly they’re on the floor and there are hands hands hands pulling at them and touching their face and patting their leg but they can’t think of that. Just out. They need to get out— up, away from them. They struggle and try and get up, hardly comprehending where they are, just that they have to get away.
Eventually, Whumpee is held down until whatever primal instinct that overtook them has gone, or at least softened. They are completely exhausted, eyes dazed, shaking like a leaf. Quiet. Like a subdued wild animal.
oooh this is very fun. What if also, a whumpee trying not to escape but to stay in the room. Leaving always meant pain, with others or not. They want so desperately to not feel pain anymore. Fighting and disobedience meant pain too, but if they were already leaving the room then it wouldn’t matter if they fought. They would get pain either way.
they struggle and struggle to stay, rescue team not understanding why. Eventually whumpee is subdued or overpowered. And team takes them out of the room sobbing and pleading
you are a genius
Whumpee who doesn’t even realise they’ve passed out before waking up. They were awake, dizzy, too hot, and then dreams start to creep in, and they’re not even aware that what they’re experiencing isn’t reality anymore. Until they wake up to a gentle voice. “Hush now. You’re alright.” Their hands are curled around warm wrists. Their skin slowly registering the soft bedsheets that weren’t there last time. That gentle voice… Caretaker. Where … what happened….
whumpee whose body just. gives up on them. once they reach safety. they feel significantly weaker, needier, more tired, and they Hate it. they've been strong for so long, they've survived on their own through sheer willpower, and now they can barely stay upright for 5 minutes? it's revolting.
I also like the emotional aspect to this!!! they're significantly more sensitive with people that they trust. they used to get through awful, horrid nightmares, insults, abuse, everything, all with a brave face. now they're constantly tearing up, shutting down, reacting to so many things poorly.
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I really like silent comfort.... maybe for a whumpee who's too embarrassed to truly let their guard down, to ask for care verbally and relish in it visibly, maybe for a caretaker who isn't great with words. loaded glances and signals, a familiar routine that they've both been accustomed to, cradling them in the dead of night without saying a word
"hey, are you alright? you look a little pale." caretaker puts a hand on whumpee's shoulder.
"i'm- i don't know." whumpee's words melt together as they lean heavily on caretaker. "i feel like i might need to sit-" they fall completely against caretaker and then quickly slide to the floor, "sit down."
UGH. whumpee high on meds, begging to sleep because they feel soo tired and strange. But they don’t understand that’s what’s supposed to happen. So they fight it and fight it until Caretaker sits on the edge of the bed and strokes their forehead oh so gently, softly telling Whumpee they can sleep, that it’s safe here and they’ll stay. You’re meant to sleep.
whumpee who cannot say no. physically. mentally. anything-ly. it was conditioned and beaten and traumatised out of them and now the word can't even form on their lips. they struggle to shake their head. any form of negation they have to express is an insurmontable wall.
“I feel weird” is just my FAVOURITE whump line. It implies that Whumpee is unwell or hurt, and probably a bit confused and disoriented…. they don’t quite understand what’s happening to them, but something isn’t right.
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y’know what I want to see more of with whumpees?
Dissociation
like most of the Whump I see has whumpees who remember everything clearly and are always crying and shi.
but what abt whumpees who dissociate heavily? Whenever they were tortured or whatever they mentally checked out of the situation, their mind somewhere far away from the pain.
and this carries over to when they’ve been rescued. Say Caretaker accidentally triggers them and instead of crying their eyes glaze over, mind already somewhere far away where they can’t be hurt
idk it’s just something interesting
reasons B might be holding A’s face in both hands
• calming A down or keeping them from passing out. “it’s just you and me, yeah? you and me, breathing. you can do that, right, A? c’mon. breathe with me again.”
• distracting A from a heavily bleeding wound or broken bone being set. “ah, ah, ah. look at me. lemme see those pretty brown eyes.”
• shaking them back to awareness, or trying. “A? jesus. A?! you with me?”
• pulling them out of a trance or a freeze-up. “hey. hey.” *pats A on the cheek* “there you are. keep moving, kid.”
• B brushes away A’s tears with the rough pads of their thumbs. could be hospital aftermath, or the end of a traumatic, adrenaline charged moment and the realization of the true cost is hitting A like a ton of bricks. “i know,” B whispers. doesn’t shy away from the uncontrolled, raw display of emotion. holds fast. “i know.”
• A desperately needs rest and finally passes out with B there to anchor them. “let go, kid. i’ve got you.”
I love it when Whumpee is leaning on things. They're dizzy, nauseous, in too much pain to stand, or just plain tired, and they can't get by without some kind of support.
Leaning on cabinets and against walls in people's houses. Propping their head up with their hands at the dining table. Steadying themself against a banister on the stairs. Holding on to the post of the traffic light for dear life while they wait to cross the road because if they stand still unsupported they will fall to the ground.
It's such a small display of I am not feeling good, but once another character notices it becomes so obvious. This person is weak and vulnerable. Either I can help them, or I can hurt them further. It's not like they're in any position to stop me.
truly is there anything better than a grit-teeth inner monologue of "get up. get up. come on, get up" 🫶
care and tenderness as violating and coercive acts. being forced into vulnerability for your own good by someone who does not actually see you as a person but as a symbol or a figure too valuable to let die. you have power over so much but not your own body. you have lost the right to risk. everybody cheered
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An injured character has a sudden spasm of pain and can only gasp, freeze, and clutch at the nearest object as they ride it out, body curled and tense against the surge of pain washing through them, hands clenched and clinging to whatever's closest for an anchor until the pain subsides.
Your character needs to be put through horrors so great that they don't even know how to ever talk about what happened. Years have passed and they have people they love and trust with their life now, but they're still unable to tell them about everything they've been through.
It's just too much and they've been shaped by it so thoroughly that talking about it in any way would feel like they're peeling their skin off and completely exposing every vulnerable part of themself.
