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Fellas is it gay to dress your girlfriend's wounds?
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*2024년 2월 28일 업데이트 필요
*Update required on February 28, 2024
is it REALLY that insane to assume a guy I'm dating will defend me if his idiotic friend shoots me with an airsoft gun (on naked skin) after I took off my protective gear, just because my team won 6 times and he got pissed?
Or am I delusional?
I don't expect him to punch his friend (would have been nice, though), but at least take my side. You know, since I'm the one with polka-dot wounds on my leg.
I actually want to hear some opinions on this.
I was half dead because a strong monster... why did Abel save my life?!
I was half dead because a strong monster... why did Abel save my life?!
I hate how when you get wounds and clean them it hurts.
Like alright bro if your gonna sting I'll just NOT clean you. Yeah yeah get infected bitch. I dare you.
I maked redesgins
My english is so bad sorry
Petals or grass, all have scars. If you stay like the grass on a windy field…
Your wound will be deepen right?
Thank you @deathbystorm for this idea! I had no inspiration and they gave me a good prompt. If you'd like to send in some whump prompt idea, I'll try my best to write something of that idea!
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Person A and B are fighting against Whumper. They both escape from the terrible human being that was keeping them captive for their own entertainment. Neither of them were about to go back to that Hell hole of a place.
"You thought you could escape? How foolish yet so exciting! I can already imagine the looks on your face and your cries from you pitiful mouths as I drag you back and use you for my own entertainment!" The Whumper explained joyfully as he slowly approached the two.
Person A looked over at Person B, immediately seeing their terrified expression. Thry hated seeing their friend/SO/family member in pain. Especially after the terrible tortute they both endured.
"B, I promise we won't go back. Do you trust me with that?" A asked B in attempts to reassure them.
B just nodded in response.
"Yes of course A. I trust you completely."
A just gave a smile to B. Suddenly, wrapping their arms around B tightly. B thought it was just a quick and kind gesture but little did they know, it was A attempting to stop the sharp weapon that the Whumper threw from hitting B with their own body. Their attempts worked.
The terrible sharp pain A felt take over their body as the weapon dug into their flesh was unbearable. Their knees suddenly giving bneath them, causing them to fall. Luckily, B was still hugging them since they hadn't figured out what had happened just yet.
"A? What's wrong?!" B asked frantically as they felt the other start slumping tonthe ground.
That was when they saw the blade sticking from A's back.
"Oh shit! Oh God what did you do?!" B asked, panicking as they watched A fall to their knees and started breathing heavily.
"I promised I wouldn't let you go back with Whumper but that also meant... meant you not getting hurt anymore than you already were." A explained, eyeing the Whumper. The Whumper had a sinister smirk on their face as they watched the scene.
"We need to get Whumper distracted long enough for escape. Luckily, we did get decently far on foot so maybe a mile or two we should find be near our Town/City/(wherever they live). But also now because of your injuring, that may take us longer." B concluded.
"Don't worry about distracting that asshole. Before we escaped, I had managed to connect the pay phone down the street with it's torn wires and get ahold of someone." A told B, hoping that said someone would be here any minute.
After awhile of B defending off Whumper and A trying to tend to their wound to the best of their abilities, a Jeep bad been seen around the horizon line. Finally. The two would soon be free.
And they were correct. The Whumper had been defeated for now with the help of person C. A had slipped into unconsciousness unfortunately but they weren't dead.
Suddenly, they were in the car. Driving. Driving away from that torturous place they had been held in for quite some time.
As they drove, B was frantically tending to A's wounds. They had felt incredibly guilty for A getting injured. They felt as if it was their fault. If they hadn't been so caught up in their worry...
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I'm so sorry for how crappy this prompt is. It surely isn't my best and it was pretty rushed. But I can always eventually come back to this prompt idea and redo it. But for now; this is the result. Hope it was somewhat enjoyable!