#injury prompt

[prompts-in-a-barrel]

"You look... different. Hair cut?"

"I lost an arm."

"I know. The hair cut thing was a farce. I just didn't want to be rude. But since you brought it up, what the hell happened to you?"

[jordanstrophe]

Whumpee hasn’t realized they’ve been rescued. They fight the hands trying to stop the bleeding, wich resulted in them also having to hold them down.

Then there’s a voice. A familiar voice that could never be mistaken. Caretaker speaks just loud enough over the shouts saying “Eyes on me, nothing else matters, don’t look at them. Eyes on me.”

They would never see the blood; or how gruesome and horrific their wound actually was. They never saw the faces of the strangers who had no other goal other than keeping them alive. 

They only saw caretaker.  

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

Accidental Whump

Getting shot by a hunter because they mistook Whumpee for a game animal

Breaking ribs during CPR

Whumpee accidentally pulling their shoulders out of their sockets by catching themselves from falling down a cliff

Whumpee aspirates mochi and chokes on it to near-death. (Mochi is one of the most dangerous foods, in terms of choking (that won’t stop me from eating it). Many people have died from choking on it. Japanese police departments have put out resources on how to dislodge it from someone’s throat.)

Getting decked in the face by Whumpee’s limp hand after cutting them down from restraints or debris and catching them

Dropping a heavy item on their foot

Slipping on ice

Falling out of bed from the violent thrashing, caused by Whumpee’s night terrors

Walking into something with a scalding cup of coffee in their hand, causing it to spill all over their chest and forearm

Hitting a pothole in the road while riding a bike and breaking an ankle or wrist (or both if you’re feeling extra evil muhahaha)

[blackrosesandwhump]

Whump Prompt 104

Write something inspired by these sentences:

The hole in whumpee's abdomen won't stop bleeding. Cursed, caretaker realizes, pressing yet another clean rag to the wound. It's been cursed.

[injuryprompts]

Injury Prompts #1199

Hit with a chair

[seaside-writings]

Prompt #1,063

"Just keep breathing, honey,"

[sickiehugs]

The funny person in the group/class doing something dumb and ending up in the hospital

They open up snapchat and put a picture of their fucked up x-ray scan on their story with the caption "lmaoo guess what i did"

[0-ink-zinc]

Writing Prompt #7

"WHY would you do this?! Just why?! None of it mattered to you, so why did you have to get involved?!"

"Because that's just what friends do.."

"I would NEVER have been your friend if it meant I was going to lose you..."

[fe-fictions]

are there some leo fics still lying around somewhere? 👉🏼👈🏼

(YES!! Here's one of Leo taking care of a hurt Corrin! U V U)

“You’re a fool. A naive, ignorant, irresponsible fool.”

Leo’s words were harsh, but they lacked the usual bite while he bandaged your wounds. It was just the two of you, sitting in your room while the young prince tended to the bloody mess that was your body.

“I know, I know.” You mumbled, leaning against his shoulder. 

“What were you thinking? There are dozens of people, just like them simply waiting for an opportunity to attack you! Why would you just give them that chance? Are you stupid?”

“It’s because I was on patrol and didn’t realize I’d wandered too far out?” You replied tiredly, fingers gripping the sheets when he bound up a particularly sensitive cut.

“You could’ve died tonight. Does that not mean anything to you?” Leo said, his volume growing.

You shushed him quickly, pulling back from him to look at the man properly.

“It was dark, and I thought I was still with Jakob. I didn’t realize where I was, and-- watch it! ...I paid the price. That’s all there is to it.” You explained, the pain not easing your agitation levels. 

Leo sighed heavily, finishing up another wound and moving to dress the incisions on your arm. He lifted it gingerly, careful not to upset the bleeding cuts any more than they already were.

“Still, you shouldn’t have been so reckless!” He scolded you sharply, cleaning the blood away. “I was worried sick about you. If I hadn’t shown up…”

“Don’t worry about that.” You mumble, pressing your face against his neck in a comforting manner. Leo fell silent, wrapping another cleaned injury. “You found me, and you’re taking care of me. That’s all that matters.”

“You could’ve bled out on the dirt and we would’ve been none the wiser. You can’t just play this off.”

“I’m not playing it off.” You protest softly, lifting your hand to stop his movements. The bandaging paused. “I’m grateful you saved me. I wouldn’t be here now if it weren’t for you.” You pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. “Thank you.”

When you pulled away, you caught sight of something you never thought you’d witness; a teardrop rolled down his cheek.

“Leo…”

“I was scared, damn you.” He grumbled, tugging you to his chest and wrapping his arms tight around your body. He held you close, burying his face in your hair. “Don’t thank me for saving your life. I thought I was going to lose you.” 

Your hand came up to his head, stroking his hair gently. “I’m sorry for worrying you. I’ll try not to let it happen again. Even though we’re in the middle of war and the chances of me getting into danger are on the daily-”

“-Corrin.”

“Sorry. I’ll try not to let myself get stuck in that situation again.” You promised him, and he pulled away from you, trying to play off the tear stain on his cheek.

“Good. If you did I’d probably kill you off myself, anyway.” He grumbled, eyes softening. “Now give me your arm. I’m not done yet.” 

“Hold on,” You stopped him, thumb rubbing his cheek and ridding him of the track left behind by the salty drop. “You had a little something on your face.”

“Tch, you’re so annoying.” He muttered, cheeks turning pink instantly.

You just smiled, resting on his shoulder once more while he dressed the rest of your wounds.

[prompts-in-a-barrel]

"I heard you took a pretty hard hit in that last fight."

"It's fine."

"[X]. I'm begging you. I'm your doctor. Please let me treat your injuries."

"I told you I'm fine. You should focus on the rest of the team."

[jordanstrophe]

When whumpee's in so much pain every exhale is a scream

[theres-whump-in-that-nebula]

A: [reaches out to touch B’s shoulder] “What’s wrong?”

B: [violently jumps away] “NO, STOP!”

A: “Why— what is it?”

B: “Stay away!” [falls on the floor and backs against the wall]

A: “I’m just trying to help—“

B: “You can’t help.”

A: “What do you mean— why can’t I help you?”

B: [shows A the veins in their wrist, which are black and clumpy]

A: [trembling] “What the fuck— what is that?”

B: “Just stay away. If I die; I’m not taking you with me.”

[blackrosesandwhump]

Whump Prompt 94

Write something inspired by this scenario:

"I'm...I'm dying," gasped the knight as blood bloomed across his ashen skin.

The necromancer smiled. "I can bring you back. But you will belong to me. Make your choice."

[injuryprompts]

Injury Prompt #1158

Held over the edge of a roof

[seaside-writings]

Prompt #847

"We need to get you out of here,"

"I'm not leaving you,"

[sweetrays]

I wrote this oneshot craving some CPR whump, so naturally, here's a Rufio fix-it with the works. Funny enough, it's been almost exactly a year since I last published a Hook whump fic (I only let like one friend read it cause I was ashamed lol it was soo OOC, cringy, and bad 😭) This new one is way shorter, but way better imo.

Disclaimer: All the warnings will be in the tags/notes once you click the link but do be warned there are potentially triggering fantasies/ships/kinks in this particular fic. As I always say, don't like, don't read. (DLDR)