TW: IMPLIED GORE

Some WIPs on my newest sketchbook! Currently working on the first one

God I love shower scenes

Not the sexy kind, not the kind that's there for fan service

The kind that shows someone at their lowest, beaten, broken down, and absolutely emotionally wrecked

Maybe they're physically hurt and blood is slowly running down the drain but they don't have to be

Just their forehead resting against the tile, maybe propped up with an arm, the thousand yard stare as they process something so far away from themselves

Sitting on the ground, curled up into a tight ball just wanting the water to wash away everything that has happened

It's so emotionally raw and relatable, where someone feels their safest to just break down, to be vulnerable, and I think they're vastly underutilized or just done plain wrong because people can't get nakey = sexy out of their heads

I recently injured my right hand, which is my dominant hand, which made the fact that the hand was basically unusable for a few days particularly annoying. The injury was a small but deep puncture wound in the flesh of my palm between my thumb and pointer finger. It meant I couldn't move my thumb at all, and my overall grip strength was completely shot.

Naturally, I have whumpy thoughts about this.

POTENTIAL CAUSES:

Whumpee was chained up for so long that when he is freed, he can no longer feel that hand for hours

Nerve damage from any number of things

Whumpee's palm was nailed to a wooden board as her punishment

Whumpee degloved his hand in an escape attempt

Now here's the thing. Going from having an able hand to having a pained and unusable hand all of a sudden is not easy. (My grandfather, who taught himself to be ambidextrous a few years ago because he was retired and bored, would disagree. But he's a special case.) Not only are you down a hand, but you have to be really careful with the injured hand so you don't do further damage. Meanwhile, your nondominant hand is a LOT weaker than your dominant one, so it's struggling.

You'd also be surprised at the number of things that are suddenly extremely difficult to do. So, whumpy things....

Caretaker helping Whumpee shower, change clothes, fasten buttons, open and close medicine bottles, affix bandages, etc

This makes Whumpee feel any combination of embarrassed, safe, scared of the dependence, continuously surprised at the gentle treatment, resentful, etc

Whumpee tripping and automatically splaying her hands out to catch herself, then nearly choking trying to bite back a scream of pain so that she doesn't alarm caretaker

Whumper giving Whumpee extra punishments when Whumpee isn't able to do his usual tasks as well

Whumper tossing a pet Whumpee out to the streets because he's no longer as useful

Whumpee trying to do something with their non dominant hand and accidentally injuring themselves in the process

...I feel like I should do a "a body part a day" thing where I talk about various whumpy injuries

Thinking about forced surgeries rn...

Whumpee strapped down on an operating table, dry heaving from the sheer terror, eyes wide open. No anaesthesia whatsoever, the feeling of cold metal against flesh. Screams, thrashing, loud gasps with each incision made.

Or the horror of being put under by complete strangers, in an unfamiliar place. He knows it's useless to fight it. Labored breaths before eventually surrendering to the drugs, despite his brain screaming at him not to.

Or waking up in an ice bath with stitches on his abdomen. Confused and hazy, feeling nothing but a horrible emptiness. The throbbing pain and the horrible realisation setting in as he slowly comes to.

So so so many options.... Very bad things ..

daily reminder to make your stoic whumpee hide their injury/sickness until they physically can’t :)

oh and make sure to include some fever-induced vulnerability that they would normally never show because of whumper for unknown reasons…

The character who never initiates phisical affection and is very reserved with their words.

But if someone else hugs them or pets their cheek, they just silently lean into it.

Whumper's hand came out of nowhere, wrapping deftly around Whumpee's mouth and nose to muffle the sound of their shocked scream. "Hello there Whumpee," Whumpee murmured in their ear. "Fancy seeing you here, I thought for sure Caretaker would have spirited you away to safety by now."

Whumpee thrashed, trying desperately to break Whumper's hold. But Whumper had them securely pressed to his body. They tried not to panic, not to let their fear for themself and also for Caretaker override everything because they had to focus if they were going to get away.

Whumper drew something from the small of his back and before Whumpee could fully process what the item was, Whumper's hand flashed through the air and a searing pain invaded their senses as Whumper's blade pierced their stomach. Whumpee's scream was loud even through Whumper's hold. They doubled over, agony turning their vision red. Whumper slowly let them fall, leaning down to stroke their hair almost lovingly.

"Now, don't die to quickly, I want Caretaker here to see the light leave your eyes."

living weapons !!!!

a living weapon so heavily conditioned that they don't even talk (unless ordered to, of course.) bonus points if they're put in a mask or helmet or something, and it's ripped off in the middle of a fight to reveal their soulless blank stare. bonus bonus points if they're fighting someone they once knew

living weapons no longer used as weapons, but they're almost unrecoverable. they just don't recognize that they should have the ability to make their own decisions. they still have to be ordered to do anything, even sleep and eat

living weapons turned against people they once knew !!!!!!! now they're feral and unrecognizable but can they really be blamed for their actions when it's whumper puppeting them?

there is no relationship more intimate than that between a living weapon and their handler. it's about loving someone who would kill you without a second thought if ordered!!! someone who knows nothing but duty!!! seeing into the jaws of a monster and clinging rather than running!! you're in love with a living weapon in the same way you're in love with a fancy sword.. they're beautiful and do their job well but could slit your throat just as easily as anyone else's..

living weapons who treat their own inanimate weapons like people... hugging them kissing them biting them not letting anyone else touch or maintain or sharpen them.. mmmm

Whump prompts I can’t get enough of:

1. The shifty and embarrassed look in a stoic leader’s eyes as they finally are forced to reveal an injury to their friends, reluctantly allowing themselves to be treated for the first time. The awkwardness as they strip, and/or lay down to be examined. The subtle fighting to maintain some choice or control ( would rather sit up, “I can do that myself thanks”) and so on.

2. The limp warmth of a Whumpee’s sleeping body as they are treated in the middle of the night. The change in their breathing as the covers are gently pulled back. The clumsiness of their movements as they flit in and out of sleep, sudden gasps or flinching as their wounds are tended. The caretaker’s whispers of comfort, hushing them back to sleep.

3. Whumpee lashing out in sudden rage at some petty action of another, before collapsing and breaking down in sobs. Everyone standing around awkwardly in shock, before caretaker goes in to grab whumpee in a crushing embrace, trying to calm their shaking.

4. Stoic whumpee being humiliated by Whumper. Orders like: ‘strip’, ‘face the wall’, ‘kneel’, ‘down on your hands and knees’, etc etc.

5. Slightly delusional whumpee being tied/held down for some potentially lifesaving procedure and quietly begging caretaker to stop, please please stop. Then more loudly, desperately, until they are crying out and fighting in a panic. Caretaker meanwhile is (1)staring at them in stoic silence while their heart is wrung with pity, or (2) they are quietly reassuring them, telling them it’s going to be alright.

Feel free to use as you like.

The whumpee was known as a rough and calloused person that nobody wanted to willingly interact with, and most people assumed that they had always been like that. It’s only the caretaker that’s allowed to see them breaking down, waking up from nightmares and allowed to see the plethora of scars left behind by the whumper.