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juneofdoom · 2 months

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What up, whump fam?!

June of Doom 2024 Prompts!

We've brought back some old favorites/ popular prompts from last year with a healthy dash of new!

Please feel free to participate with original or fan works of any kind (writing, photos, gifs, mood boards, videos, songs, whatever creative medium your heart desires!). You can do one or all of the prompts on any given day, and if none are to your liking, check out the alternate prompts!

Two rules this year!

As with last year, tag your stuff with appropriate warnings, plzkthnx.

AI-created content is highly discouraged and frowned upon. I have no way of "checking", but I respect the time and effort people put into their crafts and encourage everyone to do the same. This isn't a contest for best written or prettiest art — it's a challenge, so challenge yourself.

Text list below the cut for easier crossings-off. And don't forget to tag @juneofdoom so I can reblog your awesome here! Have fun!

“Help me.” | Failed Escape | On the Run | Fetal Position |

“It didn’t have to be this way.” | Scream | Double Cross | Made to Watch |

“Well, well, well…” | Hiding | Ambushed | Stalking |

“Does that hurt?” | Impalement | Fracture | Punishment |

“It’s not as bad as it looks.” | Bite | Swelling | Disfiguration |

“They don’t care about you.” | Flinch | Broken Promise | Abandoned |

“What happened?” | Nightmare | Isolation | Stumbling |

“This is your last chance.” | Drowning | Chair | Prisoner Trade |

“I made a mistake.” | Accident | Acceptance | Blame |

“Can you hear me?” | Fear | Smoke | Phone Call |

“We’re out of time.” | Bleeding Out | Collapse | Flatline |

“I can’t stand seeing you like this.” | Dehydration | Grief | Coma |

“Wait!” | Sacrifice | Adrenaline | Cornered |

“What were you thinking?” | Surrender | Human Shield | Outmatched |

“Get me out of here!” | Rescue | Chainsaw | Presumed Dead |

“At least it can’t get any worse.” | Secret | Stranded | Setback |

“You don’t want to do that.” | Struggle | Blackmail | Desperate Measures |

“I’m fine.” | Self-defense | Allergies | Headache |

“This can’t be happening!” | Sobbing | Straitjacket | Dissociation |

“I can handle it.” | Scrape | Panic Attack | Neglect |

“Let’s play a game. “ | Stairs | Pressure Points | Trap Door |

“What’s the bad news?” | Poison | Bedridden | Cauterization |

“You’re doing great.” | Trembling | Gaslighting | Rules |

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” | Blankets | Stitches | Bandages |

“I should have listened to you.” | Guilt | Backseat | Failure |

“Don’t lie to me.” | Rage | Choke | Paranoia |

“Or what?” | Defiance | Display | Last Resort |

“Say something.” | Numb | Cold Shoulder | Gag |

“I’m so cold.” | Delirium | Fever | Exposure |

“Breathe, damn you!” | Shock | Asphyxiation | Emergency Room |

ALTERNATE PROMPTS

“Who did this to you?”

“Please don’t leave me.”

“I’m not okay.”

“Don’t make me say it again.”

“You poor thing.”

Attending Your Own Funeral

Broken Glass

Mask

Whip

Obedience

#june of doom 2024 #june of doom #juneofdoom #masterlist #whump writing #whump stuff #summer of whump #whump things #whump prompts #writing prompts #whump #masterpost #writing challenge #events #whump event #whump community #whumblr

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bg-sparrow · 1 year

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Challenge Blog: @juneofdoom

For anybody looking to do more whump in June, some fellow whump fans encouraged me to make a prompt list!

Please feel free to participate with original or fan works of any kind (writing, photos, gifs, moodboards, videos, songs, whatever creative medium your heart desires!), tag your stuff with proper warnings, and don't forget to tag #juneofdoom for your entries!

#juneofdoom #whump writing #whump stuff #summer of whump #whump things #whump prompts #writing prompts #whump

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shywhumpauthor · 2 years

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June 4th- Hostage

@summer-of-whump

Cw: threats, noncon touching, restraining, bruises, kidnapping, hostage, creepy whumper

The coarse fibers of the rope dug into Whumpee’s skin, leaving dark bruises after hours of struggling.

The rag shoved in their mouth had soaked through with saliva, leaving a disgusting taste on their tongue. They had to fight back the urge to gag.

The room around then was poorly lit and cold, illuminated only by a bare, flickering lightbulb in the center of the ceiling, framed by exposed beams and wires. Off to the far end was a set of unfinished stairs, leading up to a closed—and certainly locked—door.

A basement, if they had to guess.

Whumpee didn’t know how long they were left to wait in silence, the only sounds being those of their own shaky breaths. The terror of having woken up restrained and alone in a strange place had faded to an anxious anticipation.

They feared the moment when they would no longer be by themself.

The last thing they remembered was going to sleep, safe in their own bed, tucked in after a nice tea and two melatonins.

Everything had been so peaceful.

A tear slipped down their cheek and Whumpee scoffed, though the sound never left their throat.

They would’ve never guessed that this was where they’d be, not a full day later. God, it was so fucking stupid-

Whumpee startled as the basement door slammed open, their breath hitching in fear as they quickly twisted, craning their neck so they could see the figure descending the stairs.

The stranger was dressed in dark clothes, a hoodie tossed over their head and a bandana covering the bottom half of their face.

Whumpee shuddered, their stomach dropping as they hear the sharp clicks of their kidnapper’s heels against the concrete floor. Click, click, click…

Whumper sighed, their lips twitching into a frown behind their mask.

“Shit, darling, I’m sorry,” They muttered, shaking their head as they stepped around in front of Whumpee, allowing them to see them without having to strain. “I told them to be gentle-”

Whumpee flinched back, whimpering as Whumper reached forwards to cup their chin. Their entire body stiffened as Whumper’s thumb slipped under the side of the gag, brushing over the fabric but not yet pulling it away. Their frown deepened as they noticed the bruise forming against Whumpee’s cheek.

Their eyes met Whumpee’s, glinting manically in the poor lighting.

“Things are gonna be real simple, darling,” Whumper whispered, their fingers brushing along Whumpee’s jaw. “I’m only going to keep you here until your dear little caretaker finishes their job, then you can go.”

Whumpee’s brows furrowed in confusion, tears brimming in their eyes. Caretaker? What did caretaker have to do with anything?!

“I have no reason to hurt you, sweetheart,” Whumper sighed, their eyes flicking down to the ropes that wound around Whumpee’s body. “Not unless you give me one.”

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whumpasaurus101 · 2 years

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Summer of Whump- Day 22- Magical Exaughstion

ONE OF MY FAVOURITE TROPES, I HAD TO!!!!

@summer-of-whump

Cw: Sidekick referred to as kid but is 17/18/19, magical exaustion, sidekick whump.

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“Again,” Villain instructed. Sidekick whimpered, lowering their shaking arms, “P-please Villain, I cant… it's too heavy!!!” Villain sighed, squeezing the bridge of their noise with their thumb and pointer finger, “That was an order, Sidekick, not a request.”

“Villain, i cant, I really cant!!!”

Villain growled, backhanding Sidekick hard across the face, “You think you're better than me, don't you? You think you don't need all this training. Making me out to be the bad person here. I saved you sidekick, I put a roof over your head and I can easily take it all away from you.”

Sidekick’s eyes blew wide, “N-no.. please.. I'm sorry, I don't think that at all!!!” Villain took a step forward, “Then.do.it.again.” Sidekick gulped, shakily lifting their hand as they quickly used their powers to lift Villain’s car, lifting it up with grunt and setting it back down to the ground. “Good, now teleport.”

Sidekick bit their lip to hold in a whimper. They closed their eyes and blipped to the inside of the car before back to their original position, stumbling slightly but managing to catch themself. Villain simply nodded, “Good. Now suit up, we have our mission today.”

Sidekick nodded, quickly running into the base and into their room. Their hands shook like mad as they changed into their uniform. Keep yourself together. It was too much. Villain’s constant training was ruining them. Everytime they teleported, they felt as if they could collapse, everytime they lifted something heavy, they felt as if their knees would collapse from under them.

Oh shut it, stop feeling sorry for yourself.

They let out a sigh, looking at themselves in the mirror, fluffing their hair slightly before dusting down their uniform and nodding. They thought it would be best not to collapse before the mission so they walked back to Villain who was waiting for them outside the base.

“Oxford bank, teleport us there.”

Sidekick gulped, quickly blinking back tears as they slowly nodded. They placed their hand on Villain’s shoulder, closed their eyes and blip.

They quickly clung onto Villain as they stumbled, starting to feel weak, “S-sorry…” Villain shoved Sidekick’s hand off, “Hurry, grab what you can before Hero gets here.”

Sidekick nodded once more before running into the bank, trying to ignore how their vision swayed. Villain worked with the safe as Sidekick went to the smaller rooms, full of wads of cash. They took out their bag and quickly shoved as much money as they could into it.

“Drop the bag,” A voice came.

Hero.

Shit.

Sidekick yelped, spinning around quickly, met with Hero’s eyes as they held a gun pointing at Sidekick. Sidekick quickly raised their shaking hands, not dropping the bag, “W-wait… don't shoot…”

Hero smirked, taking the safety off of the gun, “Oh? Then drop.the.bag.” Sidekick whimpered, Villain would kill Sidekick if they ruined this mission!!! “I-I can’t…” “Oh, you cant, can you? You even have a superpower which could save your life right now and you're not even using it. Villain mustn’t be training their Sidekick very well, so why don't we start training?” Hero smirks before quickly firing the gun.

Sidekick cried out, blipping to the other side of the room to dodge the bullet, making Hero chuckle, turning around slowly, “Hm, you don’t look too good, Sidekick, something the matter?” Sidekick couldn't tell them! If Villain found out they had snitched to them, oh boy- they would be dead.

Hero raising their gun once more was enough to make Sidekick blip to their original spot, stumbling sloppily as they clutched onto a vault. Hero chuckled, “Tired already? My my, Villain is a terrible mentor!!!”

Sidekick whimpered, “H-Hero, st-st’p, pl-please….”

Hero barked out a laugh, “Oh, I'm not doing anything, you're the one who's tiring yourself out, dear!!!” They raised the gun once more, Sidekick didn't fall for it this time until they say Hero’s finger slowly press down on the trigger, they yelped and quickly blipped, but this time, they glitched.

They glitched, stumbling into Hero with a sob, their whole body seizing in pain as they broke down crying, “‘m s-sorry…I ca-cant.. Pl-please.. No m-more!!!” Hero’s eyebrows furrowed in concern , quickly dropping the gun and holding Sidekick close.

“Woahwoahwoahwoah, kid, hey, it's alright, what happened, buddy?” Sidekick sobbed against Hero, their whole body shaking, in abysmal pain They couldn't manage any words, a cloud of pain filling their brain.

“Sidekick I-” Villain paused, their face darkening, “Let go of my Sidekick, Hero.” Sidekick felt as Hero tightened their grip protectively on Sidekick, “Not happening, what the fuck did you do to them?”

Villian only scoffed, “Oh will you stop falling for their dramatics, they’re fine! Now I suggest you let them go before I make you.”

“Villain, I am not letting this slide, you're clearly not training them properly if they show up to a fight. Their power drained.” Villain’s face darkened as they raised an eyebrow, “Oh, well their power better not be drained because I warned them what would happen if they run out of power so they can’t teleport us home.”

Hero felt Sidekick flinch against them, realizing their mistake. Hero only ran a hand through Sidekick’s hair gently, feeling how they leaned into the touch. Villain took a step forward, hand raised, fire blazing from their palm, “Let.Them. Go.”

Sidekick looked around them, just before Villain’s blaze could touch Hero, Sidekick raised their shaky arm, picking up a money box from the corner of the room, using all the rest of their power to move the box through the air at full speed, quickly knocking it into Villain’s face, sending them sprawling back unconscious.

Sidekick fell limp against Hero, just about conscious, Hero held them tight and gently rubbed their back, “Heyheyhey, it's alright, I got you kid, you're safe. You don't have to put up with them anymore.”

Sidekick sobbed into Hero’s shoulder, clinging onto Hero’s shirt as tight as they could.

Pathetic.

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tagging: @shywhumpauthor

#sidekick #hero #villain #sidekick whumpee #villain whumper #hero caretaker #collapsing #whump #whump drabble #whumpee #whumper #super power #power whump #super power whump #magical exhaustion #summerofwhump #summer of whump #summer of whump day 22 #lee wrote something :o

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overflowing-with-words · 2 years

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double edged blade

[Cole accidentally hurts a teammate in training, and Zane is there to reassure the earth ninja afterward.]

A/N: tryna catch up life’s a bitch. i like how zane’s either being traumatized or being therapist in my fics. anyways i think cole would accidentally forget he’s strong and break stuff and break people i mean uhhh read the fic

@summer-of-whump *coughs in I just realized I had to tag you for a reblog I'm dum*

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The thing is that Cole knows he has super strength. He’s always had a heavier body build, and reaching unlocking the full potential of his elemental powers only multiplied it even more.

And he tried to keep it under control, he really does. He stops fidgeting with cups, having broken too many handles already. Jay offers to design a special durable one for him, but he declines, not wanting even more work for the lighting ninja.

He limits physical affection as much as he can, afraid to accidentally hurt someone in a touch or a casual hug.

It’s all a bad coincidence, in the end.

They’re split up into pairs for training, and Cole’s confident enough in Lloyd’s skills to let loose with his powers a little.

He swings at the wrong height, Lloyd ducks at the wrong time, and is sent flying across the room, back hitting the opposite wall with a terrible crash. He lands on the floor with a cry, nose already streaming blood to the floor.

“Lloyd?”

The others are at his side in the matter of seconds, and the fire ninja peers down at his worriedly, kneeling down to help him up.

“Shit.” Lloyd mumbles, propping himself up weakly, and reaches up gingerly to dab at his nose. The crimson only flows faster, and Kai bats his fingers away with a frown.

“Careful, you might’ve broken your nose. Don’t wanna let your super healing set it the wrong way.” He says, and Lloyd lets out a groan.

“Serios’ly? Ab’ain? I swear, Jay just did that la’d mission when he sla’bed his nunchucks’ a’ross my no’de.” He complains, wincing as he talks, and Kai gives a short laugh, slinging the blonde’s arm across his shoulder.

“I told you it was an accident!” The lighting ninja lets out a cry of disdain, and his argument goes down with a chilling glare from Lloyd.

“You broke it by smashing your weapon across my face.”

“Accident! I said I was sorry, and you were fine like five minutes later!” Jay protests, and Kai waves him down.

“You have special Oni healing, it’ll heal in like an hour. Let’s get you to the medbay. Cole, some help?” The fire ninja glances over to Cole’s earlier spot, only to see a quietly swinging door in response.

“I will go.” Zane tells him, and Kai nods gratefully back.

“Tell him it wasn’t his fault!” Lloyd calls back as he’s being half dragged away by the fire ninja, waving his remaining free arm at the nindroid. “Jay broke it way worse two weeks ago!”

“ACCIDENT, LLOYD, I SWEAR TO GOD— “

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Zane finds the earth ninja sitting on his bed, expression sullen and dull. He doesn’t look at the nindroid as he walks in, eyes flitting to the floor.

“Is Lloyd okay?” Cole asks, and he nods steadily.

“Kai and Jay brought him to the med room, and his Oni blood should take care of the rest easily. It wasn’t your fault, Cole, everyone loses control once in a while.”

“I can’t. I’ll kill someone if I do.”

Zane gives him a small smile, and holds out his hand wordlessly. Cole looks at it, eyes filled with fear, like it’ll crumble if he touches it.

“It’s okay. You could never hurt me.” He taps on his wrist, a dull metal thunk sounding. “Metal, remember? Even you can’t break this, enhanced strength and all.”

Cole glances up at his face, dark brown eyes to icy blue. He hesitates, but puts his hand into Zane’s.

“Sometimes I wish I could go back to normal,” he says to Zane quietly, after a few moments of silence, and the nindroid furrows his brows in confusion.

“Normal?”

“When I didn’t have to remember not to accidentally hurt people.”

Zane thinks back to his days in the forests and the small village, where days were peaceful and short and sunny. He didn’t have to worry about being attacked, or hacked into, or where his family’s next meal would come from, or anything, besides the next day and the next.

He gets it.

“I know what you mean.” He says softly, and Cole hunches further into himself, anger coming off in waves.

“It’s so stupid. They’re part of me, and I still can’t contain them.” He breathes, and the ice ninja nods, giving his hand a small squeeze.

“Then we’ll learn.” Zane tells him.

Cole looks up at him, and this time his gaze is a little brighter.

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callaeidae3 · 2 years

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June 8th, Bedside vigil - a few hours after Yuuki's rescue from the shed.

@summer-of-whump

#summerofwhump #whump art #summer of whump #summer of whump day 8 #bedside vigil #ocs #yuuki takahashi #timothy harrison #susan harrison #original story #the ninao incident #kindall k series #kk0 #hospitalisation #unconscious #recovery #hurt comfort #found family

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letthewhumpbegin · 2 years

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Return To Base - a Top Gun Maverick fanfic

Written for @summer-of-whump, day/prompt 25: "Don't leave me." Summary: 'It took Maverick a full minute to notice Rooster had not moved at all. One might assume he needed a moment, but the look on the young man's face told Maverick something was seriously wrong...' Contains spoilers for Top Gun Maverick. Larger summary inside the story due to possible spoilers. Characters: Pete Mitchell, Bradley Bradshaw Genre: hurt/comfort, angst Warnings: contains descriptions of blood, gunshot wound and anxiety. Mentions medical procedures / surgery. THE SECOND AND FINAL CHAPTER IS NOW UP! Read on FF.net: click here Read on AO3: click here ------------------------------ You can still request from my prompts list or from my BTHB bingo card. A full list with the fandoms / characters I write for can be found here. You can make a request through the Ask/Request button.

#top gun maverick #top gun maverick fanfiction #top gun maverick fanfic #pete mitchell #pete maverick mitchell #bradley bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw #pete mitchell fanfic #pete mitchell fanfiction #bradley bradshaw fanfic #bradley bradshaw fanfiction #summerofwhump #summerofwhump 25 #summerofwhump day 25 #summer of whump #miles teller #tom cruise

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mybeautifulbeautifuleternal · 2 years

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They had made a game out of it. They’d let you go, unlock your door and highlight a path that led directly outside, and you’d run. It didn’t matter how many times it had happened before, you always ran. You had to keep the faint hope that maybe this time you’d get away. You were getting better, faster, stronger.

But then again, so was Brock.

No matter what — it was always Brock who’d find you, who’d hunt you down and catch you. Time after time after time. You might be learning to run and hide but he was learning how to hunt and capture — and kill. It wasn’t you yet but you knew it would be eventually.

Maybe even this time.

It had been away since you’d seen the outside of the facility and it even looked like they’d moved you during your time of unconsciousness. The stars looked wrong and the path they’d given you to take was completely new and confusing. Still, you ran. You pulled out every trick you’d ever learned, every scrap of knowledge to be had — you used it. Something that could be considered hope was rising within you. There was light in front of you — and it was the harsh buzz of an electric light, not just the moon and stars shining above you.

He was silent and swift and strong when he tackled you right on the edge of the clearing. Your hands were inches from the mowed grass of the well kept yard that represented your freedom but Brock was a solid weight on top of you, one of his hands collaring your throat and one silencing your breath, heavy and sure across your mouth.

“Almost got away, huh? Did you really think I’d ever let you go? Sweetheart, it’s like you’ve not learned a thing this last few years,” Brock’s voice was deep and you felt it rumble more than you heard it. As he was talking, he was slowly bringing you both to your knees, still tight against your back, looming over you even on the ground. You tried to fight him off — scratching at both of his hands, trying to kick your legs free, screaming through the rough palm locked across the lower half of your face — but he had you completely pinned against him and wasn’t shy about squeezing the hand located on your neck. When he felt your struggles finally settled, Brock leaned down to whisper against the side of your head, a secret for just the two of you.

“I’m alway going to find you. I’m always going to catch you. And I’m always going to keep you.”

@summer-of-whump @nekoannie-chan

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darlingwhump · 2 years

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“Sing to me, please?”

Trying my hand at @summer-of-whump! I’ve had these characters and situation mulling around in my head for some time now; let me know if you want more content about them! Enjoy!~

CW: mostly recovery, self-harm (scratching), panic attacks, also mentioned dragon whumper, fantasy whump, magic whump, and a general d&d setting.

At first, it felt like growing pains. It had been a while since Whumpee had a growth spurt, and she’d experienced worse pain in her time with Whumper, so she ignored it at first. Just numbness from a long-forgotten injury that she probably had. When Whumpee reached down and felt scales, brass scales, just like his, she panicked. Scratched at them, trying to pry them off. This was just an illusion, right? Her mind is playing tricks on her. It happened a lot, with him and even now.

When Caretaker finds Whumpee, she is rocking back and forth, scratching at something on her ankle and breathing hurriedly. “Hey, Whumpee? Is everything alright?”

“N-no, please!” Whumpee hiccups and backs up against her headboard, eyes squeezing shut. “Just leave me alone! W-why can’t he just leave me alone?” Whumpee is still digging her nails into her ankle; whether out of stress or injury, Caretaker isn’t sure.

“You’re hurting yourself, please,” When Whumpee cowers further, Caretaker takes another cautious step forward, “It’s me, It’s Caretaker. Whumper isn’t here anymore. We killed him.”

“B-but...”

Caretaker moves to sit at the foot of the bed. “Is there something on your leg?” Whumpee breaks into sobs, spiraling further into panic. Her nails began to tinge with red, but the scales remained taught. This can’t be real. She’s with Caretaker now, not him. “O-okay, listen, it’s gonna be alright, let’s do some breathing exercises, hm?” Whumpee gives a jerky nod, “Breathe in, 2, 3, 4, hold, 2, 3, 4, and release, 2 3 4.” Shakily, Whumpee breathes along with her, until Whumpee takes her hand off of her ankle and places it in Caretaker’s. In response, she squeezes it. “Better?”

“Better.” Whumpee takes one more shaky breath, and Caretaker sits back, ready to listen. “I--it just appeared and--and my mind went back to when I was with…when I was being kept by him, and...and..”

“What appeared?”

Whumpee unfolds her legs to show Caretaker the glimmering brass scales mingling with her rosy skin. “I-I don’t know if he’s cursed me or if I’m just going insane or something, he-he’s going to find me, please, does he know where I am, or…” Whumpee’s eyes well up with tears, and Caretaker looks up from the scales.

“It’s okay, I see them too.” Caretaker wiped a stray tear off of Whumpee’s cheek, her other hand still gripping Whumpee’s bloodstained one. “But I promise you, he can never come find you again. Whatever this is…we can find a cleric or something and get it looked at.”

“Are you sure…that he can’t find me?”

Caretaker nods earnestly. “Whatever this is, we’ll fix it, okay?”

Whumpee sniffles and nods, giving Caretaker’s hand a soft squeeze. She seems to get lost in thought for a moment, then asks, “C-can you sing to me, please?”

Caretaker almost jumps back in surprise. “Er, uh, I’m not warmed up…” she pauses, tries to get a read on Whumpee’s pensive expression, “Why?

Whumpee bites down on her lip and breaks eye contact, “I, um, I can’t--I can’t stop thinking about Whumper and the scales and…and when you and the party rescued me…the song you played keeps going over in my head. A-and I keep thinking about it whenever I try to calm down, when I have memories. I know it was probably some bard spell, I don’t need that. But maybe…if you don’t mind…” She takes a deep breath, “S-sorry, I--”

“Of course I can sing for you,” Caretaker smiles, “I’ll do anything if it will help you feel safe.” As Whumpee readjusts to a more comfortable position, Caretaker begins with the first note.

#summer of whump #caretaker x whumpee #recovery #dragon whumper #magic whump #past captivity #comfort #summer of whump 2022 #darling writes

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cyhyr · 2 years

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Summer of Whump - Bedside Vigil

Fandom: Naruto

Rating: G

Pairing: Kakashi/Iruka

WC: ~170

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Additional Tags: coma, hospitals, established relationship

A/N: I considered cutting this down to drabble size, but honestly? I like it how it is.

If you want to be added to the tag list, comment below or send me a message!!

Tagging for Summer of Whump: @atereal @summer-of-whump @stupidbadgers

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After a week, Iruka develops a pattern. He spends his days with his class, the afternoons and early evenings behind the Mission Desk, and his nights in the hospital. The nurses don’t come into the room unless there’s an emergency, and so Iruka sneaks in through the window and settles down at Kakashi’s bedside to wait.

Jiraiya and Naruto left days and days ago. Surely they’ll find Tsunade and bring her home. Surely she can heal Kakashi from Itachi's attack. Surely…

Iruka strokes his fingers through Kakashi’s hair and chokes back the urge to cry. He has to keep up hope—with Naruto gone and Kakashi in a coma, hope is all he has left.

“Sleep well, Love,” Iruka whispers, laying his head down on Kakashi’s lap for the night. It’s how he’s slept for the past few nights, after the first and only disastrous attempt at sleeping alone. It’s by no means comfortable, but he sleeps easier connected to Kakashi than he does in their home across the Village. “Good night.”

#summer of whump #summer of whump day 8 #bedside vigil #hospital #kakairu #hatake kakashi #umino iruka #my writing

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juneofdoom · 1 year

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For anybody looking to do more whump in June, some fellow whump fans encouraged me to make a prompt list!

Please feel free to participate with original or fan works of any kind (writing, photos, gifs, mood boards, videos, songs, whatever creative medium your heart desires!). You can do one or all of the prompts on any given day, and if none are to your liking, check out the alternate prompts!

My only rule is that you tag your stuff with proper warnings, plzkthnx.

And don't forget to tag your entries with #juneofdoom so I can reblog them here! Have fun!

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[AO3 COLLECTION]

#juneofdoom #whump writing #whump stuff #summer of whump #whump things #whump prompts #writing prompts #whump #masterpost #writing challenge #june of doom #events #whump event #whump community #masterlist

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summer-of-whump · 2 years

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Announcement

Due to some personal reasons, I will be unavailable May 29-June 3. As this cuts into SoW, I won't be available the first few days of the event.

However, if you tag this blog in your event posts, they will still be reblogged, albeit a couple days late.

Additionally, any asks sent in during this time period will be answered as soon as possible.

Thanks for the understanding!

- Leigh

#summer of whump #summer of whump info #summer of whump information

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shywhumpauthor · 2 years

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June 8th- Bedside vigil

@summer-of-whump

Cw: coma(ish), unconscious, bruises, implied kidnapping, abuse

The darkness swallowed the room whole, seeping away at their warmth and hope until nothing was left within Caretaker but cold, dark fear.

The soft glow of the nightlight barely seemed to make a difference, illuminating a small circle of wall and floor around it, but nothing more.

The curtains were drawn tight over the shut window, yet the cold somehow still managed to slip in, chilling Caretaker to their bones.

With a shiver, they leaves forwards, grabbing the folded blanket off the foot of the bed and fanning it over Whumpee’s unconscious form.

If they were cold, Whumpee had to be freezing…

For a moment, caretaker paused, squinting through the darkness as they tried to make out the bruised features of their friend, but all they could see were layers of shadows upon a canvas of darkness.

With a sigh, they slumped forwards, arms falling to rest against the mattress as their head dropped.

They were nearing the three day mark. Three days since they had rescued Whumpee from that horrible, horrible place. Three days and they hadn’t woken up.

Caretaker wasn’t entirely sure when they had begun to drift off, but the next thing they knew they were jolting awake to a light knock on the door.

“Caretaker?” A soft voice called through the wood, as the knob jiggled and the door slowly swung open. “I brought you some food…”

“Thanks, Friend,” Caretaker sighed, wincing as they say up straight, their back cracking. They blinked a few times, clumsily rubbing the sleep from their eyes.

“Of course,” Friend smiled sadly, propping open the door with their foot as they stepped inside, flicking on the light with them. “Any change?”

Caretaker let out a small groan, squeezing their eyes shut against the sudden exposure.

They took a moment to adjust to the light, their eyes bloodshot and cloudy as they glanced over to Whumpee’s abused face, looking exactly the same as it had all those hours prior.

“Still asleep,” Caretaker mumbled, heart twisting as they smoothed the blankets over Whumpee’s chest.

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whumpasaurus101 · 2 years

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Summer of Whump- Day 19- Kidnapping

this is super rough and unedidted cuz im fallining asleep while wrirting this-

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Whumpee happily hummed the song which had been playing on the cafe’s radio, sipping on their coffee as they ambled down the street. They slightly winced at how hot their coffee was, but then simply shrugged it off. Music buzzed in their earphones as they cupped their takeaway coffee cup, feeling the warmth radiate to their hands as they smiled.

Nothing could ruin their day! They held the cup in one hand before fishing for their keys in their jacket’s pocket, smiling bright as they heard the jingle and took them out, quickly unlocking the door and slumping in their seat with a sigh as they closed the door, turning on the engine, drumming their fingers along the steering wheel as they took out their headphones, turned on the radio and backed the car out of their parking spot.

The journey was finer to start before they felt a heavy cold familiar feeling against their temple. Just as they were about to slam their foot on the break, Whumper spoke, “Keep driving.” The voice sent shivers down their spine, their stomach dropped as tears began to form in their eyes, “Wh-whumper please, I- ‘m s-sorry…L-leave me alone….”

Whumper only chuckled, shoving the muzzle of the gun harder into Whumpee’s temple, “You ran away, dear. I’m simply just making sure you're not forgetting your place of belonging!!! Now, keep going, you know the way home.”

Whumpee gulped with a whimper, “Pl-please don't do this….” “Do not test my patience, drive.”

Whumpee flinched with a yelp before taking a right turn, “Y-you're right. ‘M s-sorry.” They took a shaky breath, accelerating their speed before turning into Whumper’s house.

Whumper smirked, leaning forward and whispering in Whumpee’s ear, “Welcome home, Whumpee.”

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#whumper #whumpee #kidnapping #welcome home #summer of whump #whummer of whump day 19 #whump #whump drabble #lee wrote something :o

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overflowing-with-words · 2 years

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[Lloyd, and his views on the disadvantages that comes with being the Green Ninja.]

A/N: Shoutout to @secretlyharumi for helping inspire this fic!! On that note I HAVE CAUGHT UP FOR SUMMER OF WHUMP EVERYONE SAY YAY

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The green gi comes with some unspoken burdens, and Lloyd learns this early on.

He can’t be weak, or tired, or a little done with life, because he’s the protector of Ninjago and people need the ninja, not a scared little boy who still wants to hug his dad instead of fight him.

He can’t give up, because he’s the Green Ninja and everyone’s relying on him, him and his elemental powers that seem to suck on his energy every second of the day.

He can’t have anything other than a perfect facade of the city’s hero when he’s out, because otherwise the cruel brand of imperfect and useless spreads through the city in whispers and news articles, no matter how much Kai storms the television anchors, anything wrong from Lloyd will be amplified by a hundred and told to everyone.

Being a hero is every child’s dream. Being able to pull up jade fire at their fingertips, to wear a shining uniform, to have their name spoken through every home, has always sounded like an unreachable prize in a kid’s fantasy.

Lloyd had never wanted it. Sure, there’d been a few times as a kid, when elation sparked through him at the sight of his power, bright green flaming at very his core. But more days past, and with it more missions, and with that too many times where he has to risk his own family and friends for the sake of something bigger.

Lives sit on every decision he makes, and Lloyd hates it, hates being the one everyone looks up to for life changing choices.

He would never say it, but burning the gi feels a little better, watching the jade cloth turn to ashes in bright embers. His powers are gone, and so is his uniform, and the disappearance of his brothers takes over his mind.

But he finds it again and again, for another mission, another fight, another time people need the Green Ninja and not Lloyd, and it feels like the cloud of worries that seems to hover with it falls right back onto him like a ton of bricks when the uniform slips back onto his shoulders.

There are times in between the seemingly never ending battles, when they rest and laugh and forget about their troubles for a little while. Times when Kai isn’t constantly burning from a raging fire, when Zane lets go of the logical part of his mind for a little while, when Lloyd doesn’t stare at the gi hanging in his closet and wonder when he can stop fighting.

But these days never last long, because villain after villain rises out of nowhere, old regrets and prophecies and betrayals taking control of their lives again.

Lloyd learns that the title of the Green Ninja brings unspeakable rules and limits with the powers and gifts.

He thinks it just might not be worth the drowning pain that hangs over it, though.

Nothing would ever be.

#lloyd garmadon #angst #whump #summerofwhump #summer of whump #day 11 #day 10 coming soon!! fixing it up a little #ninjago #ninjago fanfic #fanfiction #ninjago angst #kai smith #zane julien #green ninja #tw pain #tw rant #pain #sad lloyd :(

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callaeidae3 · 2 years

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Day 10: Rules

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"I'm sorry about this."

"It's fine."

"It really isn't. I don't think you should even be in here in the first place."

Yuuki has to follow protocol. If he doesn't, he'll get them both in trouble.

(Scene from The Case of Kindall, K.)

#whump art #summer of whump #summer of whump day 10 #restrained #emotional whump #kindall k series #kk1 #the case of kindall k #kyle kindall #yuuki takahashi #imprisonment tw

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