i just love drawing snarly guys

tending each other's wounds as a love language.

I will never get bored drawing Nebra in trouble 🥲

Grabbed 6

whumper's had an assistant with them about half the time they came down to torture whumpee. sometimes the assistant would be the one to drive in the blade, break the bone. sometimes the assistant would stay after whumper left and clean whumpee up. the assistant and whumper never talked but sometimes, after a particularly rough day, the assistant would hold whumpee while they cried, whispering soft words until they fell asleep.

today whumpee woke up to a bang, and immediately their stomach sank. they wanted to scream if someone was there, but they knew if it was a trick they'd be punished severely. instead they just sat in their corner, shaking, eyes wide.

finally they heard footsteps, and they braced themselves for whumper. but they were surprised when they saw the assistant turn the corner, one hand clutching a pistol, the other covered in blood. the two just stared at each other, whumpee mostly shocked in confused.

"I did it," the assistant finally said.

whumpee swallowed. "did what?" they asked slowly.

"I killed them," the assistant replied. "I killed whumper."

[ID: Sketch on a dark grey background of Morgana and Lancelot. Lancelot is seated on an engraved stone, with glowing gold chains binding his ankles to the rock, and chains also binding his wrists together behind his back. Morgana is standing behind him in her distressed hovel gown, looking straight ahead with glowing gold eyes. Her left had is gripped in Lancelot's hair, pulling his head back. Three vertical scars through Lancelot's eye and a palm print on the left side of his chest are glowing gold. End ID]

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I think not of myself, but of Gaius. He can’t survive long without food. Oh, Gwaine.

"N-No! Please, anything but that, I'm so sorry!" Whumpee pleaded as Whumper dragged them to the closet with a maniacal grin.

Whumper shoved open the door. "It's about time I found your weakness and this is quite the chance to put it to use, don't you think?" They snarled and roughly pushed Whumpee into the small, crowded space. Whumpee couldn't even gather themselves before the closet door was slammed shut and locked, bathing them in darkness.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Whumpee screamed, pounding against the closet doors with all their might-- which wasn't much, to be honest. Whumper laughed at their useless struggling before leaving them alone to suffer.

Or so they thought. As soon as they couldn't hear the footsteps anymore, Whumpee settled down on the ground and took a deep breath. They smiled to themselves and almost laughed at loud. Claustrophobia, huh? As if. Spending hours at a time away from Whumper in peace and quiet like this was everything they ever wanted.

Winter Daddy

Pet names to use instead of "Darling,"

Got tired of always using either "kitten" or "darling" so I came up with some more and decided to share ♡

I don't normally go for superpower or magic whump, but yesterday I thought of this and felt the need to share it: whumpee who has the power to control temperature/climate (with limits)...but they find when they're sick it's a lot weaker, they just seem to have way less control over it. So picture the whumpee trying to bring down their own fever and failing miserably, only exhausting themselves even more in the process.

If they have chaos/conjuration magic they summon random things, for example they sneeze and buckets of chicken appear on the table, random childrens toys flop onto the living room floor, their chair slips out from under then and just disappears only to be found later in the bathtub. At one point they get so sick and somehow summon an elephant into the back yard.

The ones that control temperature end up making the room unbearably hot when they have a fever. While if their temperature drops too low it starts snowing in their room, ice covering the floor and bedside table.

If they control an element like fire, keep an extinguisher near by, and you might wanna install a drain in their room for those who control water.

Magic users whose sickness affects their magic, usually heal fairly quickly but now its taking even longer to heal and if they get into a fight the injury is a lot worse.

Levitation users looking like there's no gravity in there room with all the items floating around.

Dark magic users scaring the crap out of their caretakers by accidentally making a doll come to life.

"Leave me alone."

The words were cracked and broken, muffled with the hero's head buried in their arms. They didn't bother to look up as the villain entered the cell. They didn't bother to hide their pain, their fear.

"I'm sorry," the villain whispered, watching the hero's shoulders shake with silent tears.

"I really thought somebody would come to save you."