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Whump Prompt
It was cold. Whumpee was hovering right in between consciousness and passing out again, but it was cold.They were shivering before they had even come to, their entire body shaking.
A sound accompanied it, accompanied the shaking. It was a clinking sound. A sound that echoed and reminded them of wine glasses at dinner parties. But they couldn’t be bothered to care about that when it was so fucking cold and their head was so heavy and the pressure behind their eyes was building and building into a sizeable migraine.
Squinting, they groaned, clenching their teeth together. A blinding light blocked everything out, seemingly positioned squarely above their line of sight. Instead of trying to see where they were and why it was so cold, they listened, trying to decipher. They could hear talking, muffled albeit.
Their limbs felt heavy too; they couldn’t move. They couldn’t move. They realized came like a punch to the gut and they started thrashing. Their eyes flew open, in spite of the light.
A few different voices spoke at once. Whumpee stopped cold. They recognized one of them, and once their eyes adjusted, their blood went cold.
Whumper stood above them, face unreadable save for a small smile. They leaned in closer, one hand petting them like an animal. The other held a syringe.
“Don’t.” Whumee said, voice strained and mouth dry. They pulled against the restraints, but they held tight. A table, fitted with leather straps. “I’ll fucking kill you. Don’t you dare-”
They felt the tell-tell pinch in their neck, felt the sting. Only moments later, they could feel their body going slack. Their breath slowed. Or maybe the world did. Things tipped out of proportion, colors leaking into each other just a little.
A soft groan left their mouth as they focused on staying awake. They couldn’t quite remember why they needed to stay awake, only knew that they did. They needed.. they needed…
—
Whumper chuckled as Whumpee’s body relaxed, betraying them. A second or two later, their eyes took on a glazed over look, one that said Whumpee was utterly gone. Maybe even comeplety blacked-out at this point.
“So sorry for the inconvenienc, ladies and gents.” They capped the syringe and stuffed it in their pocket. “This one is unusually hard to keep sedated, but they are a pretty one, aren’t they?” Whumper said, tilting their head from side to side for the party-goers to ogle.
auction | ransom| pursuit
23rd entry for @whumptober2021
Read it on ao3
Title: Stay with me a little longer
Pairing: Song Lan/Xiao Xingchen/Xue Yang
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Choose not to warn
Excerpt:
Sòng Lán is shivering. He is ice-cold. The taste of iron lingers in his mouth. He can barely concentrate.
A hand runs over his arm and he flinches back.
Words: 2.073
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