#bloody face

[whumpypepsigal]

Land Of Bad (2024)

[letthewhumpbegin]

The Shannara Chronicles, s2e3

[how-much-for-a-whump]

Kuruluş Osman 144. - 145. Bölüm

Prompt: "Captivity"

source

[thatsgonnaleaveamark]

Wayne (2019), 1x10 / p1

[whumpy-gems]

Trust is a hard thing to create. Which is why it hurts so bad when it’s broken.

The Worst of Evil - Episode 05

[sowhumpful]

Merry Christmas to all the whump lovers!

[just-a-scratch-man]

Ballister is badly beaten up by Toad part 2

+Bonus screenshots

[quesuyung]

[zyd-r4t3]

bloody kisses

Photos of myself makeup, hair, photos all done by me

[batrogers]

@next-hero-in-line, the results of your inspiringly heroic achievement of not getting blood on the carpet after your last nose bleed.

Man I don't draw my Skyloft enough. Photo reference was one from Squid after said incident.

[whumpypepsigal]

Road House (2024): “I’m sorry.”

[letthewhumpbegin]

Stranger Things, s3e6

[how-much-for-a-whump]

Kuruluş Osman 137. Bölüm

[thatsgonnaleaveamark]

Wayne (2019), 1x10 / p2

[whumpy-gems]

Mmmm car crash. I definitely think it’s one of my favourite whump tropes.

The Worst of Evil - Episode 11

[kittyamore0]

hello! may I please request an angst for ahs about kit walker x female reader with them being in the asylum and the prompt "i'm sorry this was all my fault"? thank you ❤︎︎

𝐈’𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: ᴋɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪs ᴡɪꜰᴇ, [Nᴀᴍᴇ] [Lᴀsᴛ Nᴀᴍᴇ], ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ Bʀɪᴀɪʀᴄʟɪꜰꜰ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇʟɪᴇꜰs ᴏꜰ Kɪᴛ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇʀɪᴀʟ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀ “ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ,“ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ᴊᴜᴅɢᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇs sᴛʀɪᴋᴇs ᴜᴘ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ [Nᴀᴍᴇ] ɪɴ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ, Kɪᴛ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ʀᴇꜰᴜsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇs ᴀ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴠᴇʀᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀʟ. 

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 1 𝘼𝙈 

𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙩 

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“Get ya hands off of me!” 

“Search everywhere!” 

“Don’t let him go!”

“Im innocent!” 

You were awoken by loud crashes and multiple voices. “Kitty?” The warm spot where your husband laid was now cold. “Kit?” You flinched when you heard more shouting and banging.

You immediately got up and ran downstairs, only to see your husband, Kit Walker, being held down by some police officers. 

They all turned their attention to you and you noticed how the color drained from Kits face. 

“Darlin’ get out of here!” 

Suddenly, one of the police comes up behind you and tugs on both of your wrist, slapping on a handcuff. “Leave her out of this, shes innocent!” His struggle had gotten more intense. 

The police officer pushed you down, causing your head to come in contact with the hard floor. 

Black dots clouded your vision. You closed your eyes and left everything to drift away. 

“[Name]!” 

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A bright light clouded your vision, making you blink to adjust the setting. 

“don't touch her!“ 

You head shot up and you took in your surroundings. Your body was being carried by one of the guards while your husband was struggling to get to you. 

“kitty...?“ your voice was hoarse and dry. “leave her in my office.“ a middle aged woman with blonde hair grabbed Kit by the wrist and pulled him into the dark, brick building. 

“kitty?!“ you kicked at the guard. “Kit?! No, no, no, stop!“ your eyes build up with tears, your screams getting louder by the second. 

The guard had brought you into a dull office. He sat you in one of the chairs and tied you to it. “Fuck you.“ you spat in his face and he pull your hair in response, before taking had leave. 

After a few minutes, the wooden door burst open, revealing the same woman from earlier. 

“Please, please, let him go, he hasn’t-“ 

“Shush, child.” The woman cut you off. 

“You do realized why your husband is here, Mrs. Walker?” You shook your head. 

“Hes an innocent soul. He’s-he’s kind and sweet. He would never-“ 

“Quiet!” She shouted, causing you to flinch. 

“Enough of that Evil man, i came to talk about you.” She pointed her finger at you. “What…?” 

You’re face plastered with confusion everywhere.

 “You, my dear, are quite the pure soul, you are. So, lets say you were to work-“ 

“No.”

She scowled at your quick rejection. “Then you wont get to see, take care, or be with your beloved husband, and you will stay here as one of our patients.” The color drained from your face. 

“You crazy bitch.” You spat in her face, but she only smiled in return. “Become one of the nuns.” You rapidly shook your head. “No, just leave us alone!” 

Again, the same question, following your same answer. 

She grabbed your wrist and slammed in on the wooden table. “You’re making a grave mistake, child.” You whimpered in bad, the hard, wooden desk leaving tiny scratches and cuts. 

She brought both of your wrist back up and slammed them on the table again, causing a bruise. “S-stop!” Tiny tears filled the brim of your eyes. 

“Now, lets try this again. Will you or will you not accept my offer?” You shook your head. She scowled and tugged on your wrist. “W-wait, where are we going?” 

She clicked her tongue. Your vision got blurry, as you got more dizzier. The unfamiliar but imitating faces leaving a stinging print in your mind. 

Nausea hits you hard, not hard enough to make you throw up though. 

She stops in front of a steal door. “You have 3 days to change your answer or else you’ll stay as one of our patients and get out whenever he does.” She opened the door and threw you in.

“Enjoy your lovers quarrel, while you can,” she hissed and slammed the door shut. 

“D-darlin?” A shaky, breathless voice that belonged to your dear husband called out.

“Kitty?” Tears that filled the brim of your eyes now streamed down your warm, soft cheeks.

“Oh, darlin, It is you,” he scurried his way to you, the cold floor shrieking as his skin hit the ground hard. 

His body collied with yours, bringing you both down to the ground. “Oh my god, oh my god, i-i thought id never get to se-see you again. I was so sca-scared,” he sobbed in your shoulder, his salty tears staining your dirty shirt. 

He stammered when he continued to mumble about how he was scared of losing you due to the Brarircliff. 

You put your index finger under his chin and lifted his head up, giving him a chaste kiss. 

The kiss was sweet, gentle, but hungry and eager. 

He pulled back, a slight grin on his face, but it quickly faltered as you noticed his eyes going back and forth between you and the door. 

“Babe, how did you get here, i thought they would release you?” You shook your head. 

“They didn’t let me go because im your wife, and they thought i might be associated with the murders,” his eyes widen and his mouth was agape. 

“W-what?” His breathing staggered, and his chest heaved up and down in a quick motion. 

“No, no, no, no, no…!” He tripped and stumbled in his footsteps when he tried to back up. 

“Hey, kitty. Its okay,” you tried to walk forward, but he had slightly pushed you away. “No, its my fault, my fault you’re here. Even if i didn’t do the murders, i should be here, not you,” 

More salty, warm tears fell from his glossy, and puffed up eyes. 

“Kit, it doesn’t-“ he let out a scream, begging for you to back up. “Get away from me, you cant be near me. I-Ill end up making things wor-worse for you,” his sobs had gotten louder. 

“No, no, no, Kit, please…” your eyes had returned to the glossy state they were in before, but more tears than before freed themselves. 

“Im sorry, this is my fault.“ 

“Kit, dont do this…” 

“Get out.” 

“Please, Kit, please…!” 

“I-I wont do you good, leave.” 

“N-no. I wont leave you-“ 

“I said, GET OUT!” 

“No, no…” 

“GET OUT, GET OUT, GET OUT. YOU CANT BE HERE!”

“Stop it!”

“GO!”

Your sobs had gotten even more violent. Your back had came in contact with the steal door as it opened up swiftly. Your body was plummeting to the ground. 

“Im sorry…this is all my fa- fault…”

That was the last thing you heard from Kit before the door shut closed. 

“So, changed your mind yet? You become a nun, you take care of Kit until he gets out of here. He clearly doesn’t want you here as a patient, so why not a nun? Plus, it’ll benefit you and me, as you are a pure sou. A good addition to our asylum and you get to take care of Kit,” she chuckled. 

You looked up to sister Jude smiling down at you. “Lets try a again, do you accept my offer?” 

You slowly nodded. 

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