My Tav gets the most sleep of all of the party members because every single time we've been in combat and an enemy casts Sleep or something he's the first if not the only one to take a dirt nap.
The silly spin animation characters do before they fall over asleep is hilarious and makes me laugh every time. It's just so silly.
sooo, I read A LOT of whumpy LU fics, and I finally had the motivation to draw up my favorite part from one of my fave fics where poor Legend gets drugged and Warriors is the first to get to him.
(Also i sowwy i didnt get every detail exactly how it was in the fic, dis was the best i could do)
I would love to do more of these. But fudge knuckles my motivation is dogshit. that's also why this is super messy T3T
but anyways, i do hope yall enjoy, AND GO READ THE ORIGINAL FIC ITS AAAAH, AMAZING!!!! Give it sum big lov'n!
Whump commission for theillustriousshadow of their good bean Emmett, kidnapped and a little roughed up by a gang while he was trying to save his friend. ( It's okay his boyfriend saves him in the end! c: )
A loud beep, followed by sparks and a horrible, cracking cry. Wrists jolt against shackles violently, Whumpee’s body twitching and convulsing.
“Stop!! St-t-top! Turn it off!” Whumpee begs to the empty room, struggling to spit the words out- before the shock collar zaps them once again. Whumpee’s exhausted muscles twitch and lock up for the hundredth time, then their head falls forward against their chest with exhausted sobs. Whumpee’s skin is pale, accentuating the horribly dark bags under their eyes.
Once every ten seconds. That’s how often the collar zapped Whumpee. It’s not torture, Whumper told them, it’s just to keep Whumpee awake so they’re too sleep-deprived and exhausted to escape.
Whumpee’s starting to lose it. They’ve never been this exhausted in their entire life. They scream for mercy, they cry out that they’ve been good, they scream for Whumper to just let them sleep, but their voice is hoarse and has become too quiet to hear.
The collar goes off again, and Whumpee can only twitch against the chains, dazed, exhausted eyes focusing on nothing in the darkness of Whumper’s basement.
“At some point Izzy realised how out of control things had gotten, and started putting himself in between Ed and the crew, as much as he could. Especially when Ed was too drunk/high to even know what he was doing. Cause Izzy doesn’t want the others to suffer more for his mistakes.”