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Tw: Sick Whump
A/n - I'm very much projecting right now 💀 I caught the sick and am not enjoying it at all.
As the soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Whumpee stirred in their sleep, a soft whimper escaping their lips.
The room was bathed in a gentle, rose-tinted glow, and for a moment, they struggled to comprehend the disorienting sensation washing over them.
Blinking their bleary eyes open, they were greeted by a sore throat that felt like sandpaper, and their entire body was drenched in a cold sweat, despite the cozy warmth of their blankets.
With a groan, Whumpee pushed themselves upright, shivering uncontrollably as chills ran down their spine.
Their muscles ached, and they felt utterly miserable.
Disoriented and lethargic, they struggled to remember what day it was or how they had gotten sick.
The room seemed to sway as they attempted to sit up, and they clutched the edge of the bed to steady themselves.
Stumbling out of bed, Whumpee made their way to the bathroom, each step sending shudders through their weakened body.
The bathroom tiles were cold beneath their feet, and as they looked at their reflection in the mirror, they were met with a pale, disheveled version of themselves.
Their skin was ashen, and dark circles framed their eyes.
Whumpee turned on the shower, and the hot water took its sweet time to warm up.
The anticipation was agonizing, but finally, they stepped under the soothing cascade.
The warm water worked its magic, gradually melting away the tension in their muscles.
As steam filled the bathroom, Whumpee leaned against the shower wall, letting the hot water wash over them, their sore throat briefly forgotten.
Their shower was a slow and mindful one, with each drop of water providing a bit of comfort. They breathed in the steam, letting it clear their stuffy nose.
Whumpee reached for a bottle of eucalyptus-scented shower gel, letting the refreshing aroma envelop them as they lathered it onto their skin.
The scent seemed to help clear their head, if only for a moment.
With great effort, they washed their hair, their fingers working through the tangles as if they were massaging away their illness.
The hot water dripped down their face, a soothing balm for their irritated throat.
Finally, with a deep breath, they rinsed off and turned off the shower.
The bathroom mirror was now fogged up, and as Whumpee wiped away the condensation, their reflection looked a little less bad for wear.
Their skin was pink from the heat, and they gave a weak smile at the sight.
However, it didn't take long for the chills to return as they stepped out into the cool air of the bathroom, and they quickly wrapped themselves in a fluffy towel.
After drying off, they shuffled into the kitchen, still shivering.
The simple act of making tea seemed monumental in their weakened state, but they were determined to soothe their throat as they filled the kettle with water, struggling to remember where they had put the tea bags and honey.
As they waited for the water to boil, they rummaged through the cupboards, finally finding the box of their favorite herbal tea.
The aroma of chamomile and lavender wafted out as they tore open the packet, and they couldn't help but smile at the comforting scent.
They grabbed a teaspoon of honey and a squeeze of lemon, then added the hot water once it was ready.
Cradling the warm mug between their trembling hands, Whumpee made their way back to the bedroom.
Their body still felt achy, but the hot tea provided a sense of relief as it slid down their throat. Each sip was a small victory, a soothing balm for their discomfort.
They climbed back into bed, pulling the covers up to their chin.
They spent the next few hours curled up in bed, feeling the warmth of the tea spread through their body.
The shivers gradually subsided, and with a soft sigh, they closed their eyes.
The room was dimly lit, with curtains drawn to keep out the harsh daylight.
As they drifted in and out of sleep, their fevered dreams took them to a faraway place, free from the pain and discomfort of their illness.
In those moments, they felt safe and loved, wrapped in the warmth of their blankets and the soft embrace of slumber.
Slowly, the world around them faded to black, and Whumpee surrendered to the healing embrace of rest, hoping that when they woke again, they would feel a little closer to their old self.
#sick whump#fever whump#sick whumpee#sick fic#whump#whump community#whump blog#whumpee#whump ideas#whump scenario#sickness#exhaustion#illness
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I have found a very scrumptious Picrew! ♥
Tw: Blood
Link: 鼻血｜Picrew
The main premise of the Picrew is a Bloodied Chin Grab.
This is an Oc of mine that I'm not ready to exactly introduce yet
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I’m a sucker for a defiant whumpee, beaten down but still trying to fight.
Just as whumper is leaning in to gloat over their captive, whumpee spits in their face.
We all know whumpee is in for extra punishment but it’s oh so worth it!
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Please Reblog This If It’s Okay To:
Send questions about yourself
Ask questions to/about your characters
Ask about your headcanons
Send questions about your works (fanfics, art, music, RPs, etc)
Ask about popular ships/headcanons
Ask about plot ideas you’ve had but haven’t acted upon yet (snippets of AUs, a scenario you wish to write/draw but haven’t gotten to yet)
Questions about other ships/headcanons that aren’t as popular or are rarepairs
Questions or comments about favorite tropes, headcanons, characters, foods, weather, or anything else you are okay in answering!
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🦇 carmilla-did-nothing-wrong Follow
just because images of crucifixes cant physically harm us doesnt mean they arent still triggering, tag your crucifix pix j*sus chr*st
silverstaked-deactivated2023100
oh? little bloodsuckers afraid of a tiny cross?
🦇 carmilla-did-nothing-wrong Follow
literally what the fuck is your problem?
⚰ fangs4fags Follow
of course its a fucking hunter
🧛♀️ cadaverouscathy Follow
Why are there still hunters on this site?? @staff
☠ skellingtom Follow
silverstaked has literally sent my friend exorcisms before. nothing strong enough to send them back to hell but theyve been weakened for days because of it. block and report.
🐺 howlin4u Follow
adding these tags from @vamplovingwolf theyre targeting werewolves too i guess
👻 tombfoolery Follow
we did it ghouls
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hey it’s okay. maybe you’ll feel better if you imagine your OCs in fucked up situations
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I love when Whumpers inspect their Whumpees
Grabbing their chin, tilting their head back and forth
Circling Whumpee like a predator stalking prey
Forcing them to strip so Whumper can see every inch
Running their hand along Whumpee's skin, up their spine, splaying their fingers over Whumpee's ribs
Whumpee doesn't know what they're looking for, if they're searching for anything at all
Maybe Whumper just wants to see Whumpee vulnerable, amusing themselves with the fear in Whumpee's eyes
Maybe Whumper really is searching for a flaw, ready to punish Whumpee after, but refusing to say what they did wrong
Maybe there's nothing wrong, they just want to pretend there is. Keep Whumpee on their toes. Sometimes they'll "pass" and sometimes they won't
Maybe Whumpee is being sold and doesn't know it. Whumper is inspecting their goods, calculating the price, what to offer, what to bid, etc
I love when Whumpers inspect their Whumpees
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Underrated whumpy line: "On your best behaviour, now."
Murmured under somebody's breath into an ear, or mockingly before throwing doors open to go into a crowd. When they have you backed into a corner and you both know it.
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i love having ocs with professions i know nothing about its like This is Scientist Sam she works at the Science Factory
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wow what a pretty boy...he would look beautiful writhing in pain and crying in agony
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reblog to give a plushie to the person you reblogged this from
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i hope im not just a mutual to you but also a "why the fuck am i following this guy again"
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Original characters are really just a random assortment of personality traits and physical features taken from myself, from people I saw on the street, and from my favourite characters from other people.
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Just sitting here like 🙂 It'll come.... aaaanytime now... aaaaaaaaanytime...
#writing community#writing struggles#whump community#writeblr#writing memes#writing meme#writing humor
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me: I hate cliches
media: here’s a character losing control of their powers when they’re sick
me: omg a character losing control of their powers when they’re sick
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Acts of service this, quality time that, well. what about acts of violence. what about that.
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reblog if you want a whump ask in your inbox
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