#blood from the mouth

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Land Of Bad (2024)

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Star Trek Into Darkness (2013)

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Heyyy :)

I really liked your top three favorite whump scenes and wanted to ask if you also have a top three for kamen rider whump scenes and who your favorite kamen rider whumpee is?

As my whump preferences align well with yours that would be really cool hehehe...

Ahhhh thank you so much! This was such a difficult question, as I adore Kamen Rider and struggle to narrow down to only three, so here are my:

Top Five Favourite Kamen Rider Whump Scenes

Number Five: Shoutaro is kidnapped and tortured

Kamen Rider W ep 16 - in this episode, Shoutaro has his injured arm stood on and Philip is forced to listen to his pained screaming. Throughout the episode, Shoutaro is held captive and is also suspended from the ceiling with rope dangling over a set of spikes ready to kill him should he fall. Philip also has his fair share of whump in this episode.

Full whump list for this show here

Number Four: Sento is Poisoned

Kamen Rider Build ep 34 - Sento is poisoned by an alien poison and has been given three days to live. He spends a lot of the episode in pain wearing an oxygen mask whilst his friends try to come up with a plan to save him.

Full whump list for this show here

Number Three: Eiji and Ankh's Fight in the Ocean

Kamen Rider OOOs ep 46 - damn this scene gets me in the feels every time. The perfect mixture of physical and emotional whump. Eiji's body is failing him and Ankh is terrified. Cue ep 47 where Eiji becomes weak and confused ... and Ankh's face seeing him like that :(

Full whump list for this show here

Number Two: Taiga is Seriously Injured by Graphite

Kamen Rider Build ep 37 - Taiga is badly wounded and suffering from internal bleeding. All of his doctor friends are terrified by the severity and he requires urgent surgery, but his friend who has to perform surgery on him is being blackmailed into killing him on the operating table.

Full whump list for this show here

Find the clip from this GIF here

Number One: Horobi in the Basement

Kamen Rider Zero One ep 22 - a shorter whump scene in comparison to others on this list, but I'm a sucker for villain whump and this was the first scene that came to mind when making this list. Horobi has a breakdown during captivity, he spends a lot of the show being manipulated and brainwashed, as well as being the person to manipulate others, such as Jin, due to following the commands of the Ark.

Full whump list for this show here

Find the clip from this GIF here

+ Top Five Favourite Kamen Rider Whumpees

Number Five: Kazumin from Kamen Rider Build

Kazumin is wonderfuly whumped in Build, but in my opinion not enough. Considering the horrors he has endured during the war, I wish there was more angst for him. Maybe I'm just being greedy though.

Number Four: Sora from Kamen Rider Wizard

As I said earlier, I am a sucker for villain whumpees, so naturally Sora is here. He also does not have a lot of whump scenes, but I think the ones he does have are very underrated.

Number Three: Philip from Kamen Rider W

This poor guy goes through it on this show. Not only is one of the main plot points of the show Philip having to physically collapse to use his powers, but throw in amnesia, trauma and overwhelming powers and you have yourself a wide variety of whump scenes.

Number Two: Parad from Kamen Rider Ex Aid

Another sad little guy that goes through it during the later eps of the show (and he kinda deserves it). Parad's crippling fear and anxiety at finally understanding the value of life makes for some great emotional whump, and it helps that I love started-off-as-a-villain-then-learned-empathy-and-became-an-anti-hero character arcs like his

Number One: Ankh from Kamen Rider OOOs

Naturally anyone who has been following me for a while is probably not surprised that Ankh is my number one. He is the blueprint of a villain/anti-hero whumpee who becomes the good guy at the expense of himself, but somehow still managing to be a bit of a dick about it. I love him. His whump scenes are also my favourite but since I have included him in previous posts, he did not make it onto the Top Five Kamen Rider Whump Scenes of this post. I could ramble about this man's character arc all day. And I have. I simply love his character and his brash stubbornness that is secretly masking insecurity and love.

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Well, I hope this post shed some light on my own personal preferences! This list was super hard to whittle down, and bear in mind that my preferences shift all the time but realistically you can never go wrong with introducing me to a prickly morally dubious whumpee with a troubled past. I am weak for them.

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Whumptober 2022 | Day 27

Pushed to the limit | Magical exhaustion

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Rokudenashi Majutsu Koushi to Akashic Records 03 | Glenn Radars - Souma Saitou

[erdarielthewhumper]

Meldie is not having a good day, it seems

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famous last words

prompt: coughing up blood

whumpee: gereon rath

fandom: babylon berlin

hi!! when i saw this prompt i knew i had to use gereon for it...i just think he would look so pretty coughing up blood ok? also a note on the relationship here - i didn't write it with any specific dynamic in mind so this could be established gereon/charlotte or they're friends or it's pre-ship. whatever you want! hope you enjoy <3

He is in a murder suspect’s apartment. He shouldn’t be, but Charlotte had asked, and lately he has found that he can’t say no to her requests. 

Besides, while he may not have permission to be here, the man who does live here is almost certainly guilty. Lotte had had an encounter with him just the day before, and from the way he’d threatened her Gereon is sure he’s involved in the murder he’s investigating. 

He is looking for the murder weapon, likely a knife. He does not have much hope that he will find it, but of course, one can never know for sure. 

He’s poking around in the bathroom when he hears a tap on the window - Charlotte’s signal that their murder suspect has returned. But there is something wedged behind the sink. Something with a silver blade and a black handle. 

He needs to know if this is the murder weapon. He gets down onto his knees and reaches a hand behind the sink. His fingers grab the handle as Charlotte throws another pebble at the window. 

He pulls the object free and then stares at it disappointedly. It’s only a razor. 

The front door opens. Gereon, who had been in the process of standing back up, freezes. He looks around for a place to hide. There isn’t one. He ducks behind the open bathroom door and holds his breath. 

--

Lotte is getting worried. Gereon should be back by now. It does not take this long to walk down two flights of stairs, and their suspect is back. He could have his hands on Gereon, right now. Could be threatening him the way he’d threatened her only yesterday. 

She has to do something. She looks around on the ground until her eyes land on a rock, several times the size of the pebbles she’d tossed up at the window before. This will get his attention. 

She aims carefully, then throws the rock as hard as she possibly can at the window. The glass shatters. She sees a figure approach the window and darts around a corner, pressing her back to the wall behind her. 

The person at the window had not been Gereon. She knows that much for certain. She hopes the broken window has provided enough of a distraction for Gereon to get out. She hopes that he is still conscious. Still alive. She’ll give him one minute, and then she’ll call the police. 

It’s the longest minute of her life, and it doesn’t even last a full minute. She hears a door open as her count hits 34 seconds. She cautiously peeks out from around the corner. Gereon walks towards her. He has an arm wrapped around his chest and there’s a cut above his eye, but mostly he seems okay. 

“Go, go!” he calls to her, waving the hand that isn’t wrapped around himself. 

They both take off running. She’s in front, and leads them on a winding path through side streets and alleyways, not stopping until she’s sure there is no way anyone could have followed them. 

They stop running near the back door of a cafe. She’s breathing hard, inhaling the scent of coffee and baked goods. She’d like something to eat, she thinks. She is about to ask Gereon whether he would also like to eat, but when she turns to look at him he isn’t looking back at her. 

He’s bent double with his hands braced on his knees, breathing even harder than she is. She thinks this is a bit odd, but he had clearly been in a bit of a fight, so she understands. 

“Gereon,” she says, hoping to get his attention. 

He looks up at her. He’s sweaty and sort of pale and he looks like he is in pain. 

“What's wrong?” she asks. 

He opens his mouth to answer but then starts coughing instead. He puts his hands in front of his mouth. When he stops coughing, he removes them and looks down. His eyes widen. 

He looks back up, at Lotte. His lips are stained red and there’s blood running down his chin. He makes a sound that is sort of half-cough, half-choke, and more blood pours from his mouth. He’s still looking at her with fear and complete confusion. She stares right back at him. What is happening?

“What is happening?” She supposes she might as well ask, though she is sure Gereon doesn’t know. 

“I don’t -” Gereon cuts himself off with a harsh cough. Still more blood comes with it. He makes a pained noise, sort of a whimper. “I don’t know.”

She needs to do something. He needs help. “Stay here.”

She turns away from him - rather painfully, she doesn’t want to leave him like this - and opens the back door of the cafe. She pushes her way through the kitchen and finds herself in the dining area. She looks around for a telephone and thankfully finds one mounted on the wall near the front door. 

Of course, someone is using it. She pulls her police credentials out of her coat and holds them in front of his eyes. 

“I need this phone.”

The man stares at her for a second, but then shrugs and hands over the telephone. Lotte hangs up on whoever he’d been talking to and dials. 

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Gereon wishes that he knew what was happening to him. His chest hurts horribly and he feels like he can barely breathe and he’s still coughing up his own blood, nearly choking on it. It tastes terrible, makes him nauseous. There’s so much of it. 

Another coughing fit. This one lasts for so long that he begins to feel faint. The blood keeps flowing from his mouth. He wonders where it is even coming from. He really feels bad. He wants to sit down. 

There is nothing stopping him from sitting, he realizes. He sinks to the ground, leaning his back up against a wall. There are specks of his own blood on the ground beneath him. He stares at them. Coughs. His head feels strange. Light. White spots dance in his vision. He coughs again and almost chokes as a wave of blood pushes up his throat. The pain in his chest spikes. The white spots take over his vision. 

He falls unconscious just as Charlotte bursts out of the back door. 

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He wakes up from a dreamless sleep feeling somehow absolutely exhausted. His throat aches, feels like it has been torn to shreds. His chest is burning. There is something wrapped tightly around it. His mouth tastes of blood. 

He is in a hospital. He must be. The bed he is lying in is uncomfortable and the clothes he is wearing are not his own. The only thing that is unusual is that he’s in a room by himself, instead of a room with many beds and many people. 

He wonders why he is alone. Whether something really horrible had happened to him. His memory is foggy, though he knows he will soon be reliving whatever had happened in his dreams. He remembers pain, mostly, a horrible feeling in his chest. Coughing and being unable to stop. Blood in his mouth. 

He looks around some more, hoping to find something to get rid of the taste of blood. But there is nothing. Just a chair and a table. 

He’s too tired to move, and the pain in his chest does not make the idea very appealing anyway. He supposes he can wait until later to wash away the bloody taste. 

Gereon falls back asleep. 

--

He wakes up again having dreamed of choking to death on his own blood. He remembers now. Breaking into the suspect’s apartment. The razor beneath the sink. Hiding behind the door. Being discovered. The fight. A scratch across the forehead and blood running down his face. Multiple punches to the chest. Sharp pain. The window shattering. Running. Pain again. Stopping. Coughing. Blood. 

His mouth still tastes of it. The pain in his chest feels more bearable now, and he decides that he should get up and find something to drink. 

He shifts out of the bed carefully. His chest burns and aches, but it is not as bad as it had been before. He walks very slowly to the door and finds himself in a hallway. 

He has no idea where to go from there. The hall extends in both directions and there are no signs pointing the way. He thinks maybe getting up was a bad idea. He’s tired again, though he doesn’t know how he could possibly be. 

He turns around and opens the door to go back into his room. The bed seems impossibly far away. He wonders whether anyone would mind if he just laid down on the floor instead. 

“Gereon!”

The sound of Lotte’s voice wakes him up. He turns back around far more quickly than is wise. The pain in his chest increases. He winces and wraps an arm around himself protectively. 

“Lotte.” Speaking makes his throat hurt. It feels raw, scraped up. He pushes down the urge to cough. 

“You shouldn’t be out of bed.”

“I wanted water.”

Charlotte wraps an arm very gently around his waist. “I’ll get it. You should lie back down.”

They walk back to the bed. Gereon sits down, and Charlotte leaves to find some water. She returns remarkably quickly with a glass in her hand and a faint expression that is almost a smile on her face. 

“Here,” she says, and holds the glass out to him. 

He takes it. The glass is oddly heavy in his hands, but the water feels wonderful and cool on his throat. He does not think he has ever had anything better. The taste of blood washes away at last. 

“Thank you,” he says quietly, when he’s finished drinking. 

“You’re welcome. Now go back to sleep.”

He wants to say no, wants to fight off the exhaustion now that she’s here. But once again, he finds himself unable to refuse her request. 

He sleeps.

thanks for reading! if you're curious about what happened to him, according to the internet if a broken rib punctures the lung it can cause you to cough blood so that's what's happened here :) hope you enjoyed!!

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Isolde dealing with a bit of the old consumption

[calvinandhobbes]

ik we all want to be covered in blood but which way sounds the best: splattered across your face, dripping out of your mouth or poured over you carrie-style?

[lilislegacy]

*percy controlling akhlys’ poison to use it against her and choking her on her own tears and saliva*

annabeth: never do it again. never do anything like it again. i’m begging you

many years later

*percy and annabeth’s teenage children being held at knifepoint by enemies, seconds away from being killed*

annabeth: percy, do it

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

thinking about Eddie & hyacinths again

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All The Light We Cannot See s01e02: “Be gentle with this one. The Reich has high hopes for him.”

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Till The End Of The Moon - Ep. 37

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Shadowhunters, s2e1

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🩸Bloody Dean Every Episode🩸 ↳ 5x01 || Sympathy for the Devil

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vampire bats share mouthfuls of blood to other bats they’re close to if they weren’t able to feed and now i need old vampire!ghost sharing a bloody kiss with fledgling!soap, giving him mouthfuls of blood bc his fresh fangs are too sensitive to bite with

it’s been so long since he was turned that ghost’s forgotten the deep ache that comes with growing fangs and he almost worries when johnny goes to bite into the meal he’s brought him only to whimper and pull back; only the slightest pinpricks of a bite left in the man’s neck, barely enough to bring blood to the surface

it’s only when johnny whines and massages at his gums that ghost realises his oversight; crooning at his sweet mate in reassurance. he’s not upset that he couldn’t feed, at the unintentional rejection of his offering. he’ll make the pain stop

ghost pulls the man to his mouth and sinks in his fangs, sucking in a heavy mouthful and drops the now paralysed prey back to his feet; his throat steadily gushing with blood and spilling over his body

he cups johnny’s face, looking into his eyes, teary with pain and hunger, and purses his lips to carefully drip the blood into his mouth. the pain immediately vanishes from his eyes, replaced with pure bliss as he opens his mouth wide; curling his tongue to catch every drop. ghost presses his mouth to his in a hungry, blood-filled kiss; tongues twining together as they share the taste

johnny sucks the last of it from his lips and ghost guides him down to lap at the prey’s neck; licking up the blood he was too weak to draw himself. he’s ravenous with it, his whole face covered in red as he licks up the spill and suckles at ghost’s bite

ghost’s filled with an overwhelming pride at having provided for his mate in an even deeper way than just hunting for him. he spilled the blood johnny’s drinking; fed him in the most intimate way their kind knows and he’ll do it a hundred times over for his love