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roblingoblin285 · 5 days
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Whumpril 2024 - Day 23 - Presumed Dead
I'm shameless and I'm not going to apologize for it. Miguel is @whumpr's as always!!
TWs: assumed death, blood, referenced suicidal ideation, grief, drugging/fantasy drug overdose resulting in coma
"Brat!" Dimitri's voice rang out in the tiny room, tight and horrified. "Bastian! Bastian, he's over here!"
Mariano lay sprawled on the floor, bruised, skin almost grey in the light of Dimitri's flashlight. He wasn't even restrained. There was almost too much blood to seem real.
Dimitri sprinted forward, gathering him up in his arms. "No--no, Mariano open your eyes." He pressed his fingers to a too-limp wrist, gripping Mariano tighter when he couldn't feel anything.
He wasn't making any move to wake up. There was no flutter of lashes, no little pathetic noise of him clawing his way to consciousness. There was nothing.
Bastian caught himself on the doorway, breathless from his run down the hallway. Distantly, Dimitri could hear the others fighting the people who'd taken Mariano days ago. The huge dragon fell to his knees beside Dimitri. "Dimitri--hey, he...Dimitri?"
When Dimitri looked up, his gaze met terrified silver eyes. Bastian's hands hovered near Mariano, like he was afraid to touch him. "They drugged him, right?" Bastian asked, voice shaking just so. "I can't feel him."
Dimitri swallowed hard. "I..." He didn't want to say it out loud. He didn't want to tell Bastian, to be the one to break the news to him about what had happened. About how this was the last place Mariano saw. About how he bled out in pain, in a little grey room, alone with people who wanted to hurt him.
Mariano hadn't wanted to die like that in a long time.
"They gave him pact dampeners, right?" Bastian pushed, his hand coming to rest on Mariano's chest. Mariano's head fell backwards over Dimitri's arm when he was shifted again, and he made no move to raise it to a more comfortable position. "That's what's going on, right?
"Right?"
"Bastian, I--" Dimitri started, voice failing. He tried again. "Mariano is--"
Something caught his eye. The glimmering scales on the back of Bastian's hand sparkled as they slowly, so slowly moved in the light. But he wasn't shaking. And neither was Bastian. Readjusting his fingers, Dimitri felt the smallest, fluttery heartbeat at Mariano's wrist. He laughed in disbelief. "I think so. Go get Manuel, he'll be able to tell."
Bastian didn't question it as he scrabbled to his feet, already out the door before he was even properly upright.
Dimitri held Mariano closer, pressing his lips to Mariano's forehead. "You fucking cockroach--" He laughed. Mariano didn't respond, but as Dimitri moved two fingers to press to his neck, he felt another blessed heartbeat. "Scaring us like that, you'd better be glad it was me and not Miguel. Just hold on, we'll get you home soon."
@whump-captain @whumpr @whumperofworlds @lektricwhump @cyberwhumper @bxtterflystxtches @inscrutable-shadow @honeybees-125
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roblingoblin285 · 6 days
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this is ABSOLUTELY such an underrated idea that is so often not properly executed. i often try and mix some of that into my writing, if at all possible
as for writing pieces of mine i’d recommend, i have. a lot! Fall From Grace is superhero’s, Out Of Their Element is the same guys in a royal au, those are my two most written universes. trying to fill out the others a bit more
hello!! you asked for asks so here goes—what’s a trope/genre you feel like has a lot of good whump potential, but isn’t often used as well as it could be?
!! hi thank you!! hmmm i really like the concept of more mutually 'whumpy' relationships. where both sides have this edge of toxicity to them that can't be defined so linearly. i'm a big fan of the current popular roles (caretaker, whumpee, whumper) but i also think it's super fun to see how they can overlap! im not sure if that's a trend in current whumpblr but it was starting to become one last time i was here!
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roblingoblin285 · 6 days
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hi! i see you're also a fan of parental characters -- super underated trope imo! im not entirely sure how your ask game works as my brain is tired and fuzzy but !! superheros + parental caretaker for a request, maybe?
hello!! no current ask game really, my ask box is ALWAYS open :) i can’t really write at the moment due to my workload, but i can recommend pretty much my entire Fall From Grace series for superhero + parental caretaker. once everything calms down i will gladly open full writing asks again :) sorry if this is a bit of a disappointing answer
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roblingoblin285 · 8 days
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Whumpril 2024 - Day 20 - Touch Starved
Evritt is @whumpr 's boy!! Thank you for letting me borrow him, you know I love a soft sweet golden boy elf c:< This is VERY early on in their relationship!
TWs: None!! Just some touch starvation and cuddling here
"This is okay? You're sure?"
Evritt's voice drew a laugh from Mariano, midway through tugging his shirt off. "I'm sure. I want you to sleep in my bed with me." His binder followed, then his jeans and he pulled one of Bastian's old tees on to cover his chest and boxers before turning back around to Evritt. "Are you okay with it?"
Evritt sat in the bed, shirtless and antsy, the blankets already pulled up to his hips. "I'm sure. I just don't want to make you feel obligated to do...anything."
"I don't." Mariano punctuated this by crawling into his bed and slipping under the blankets, settling in on his back with a sigh. "We're just sleeping, it's way too late for you to be on the road or in the skies."
"I know, I know. Thank you, by the way." Evritt leaned back into the pile of pillows and turned off the lamp, blanketing them in darkness before he rolled onto his side.
One muscular arm draped over Mariano's waist, and goosebumps ripped up Mariano's arms. He tensed, breath catching. Evritt's body pressed up against his side, and Mariano shuddered.
"...Mariano? Are you okay?" Evritt started to lift his arm up, and before Mariano realized what he was doing, his hand darted to grab Evritt's wrist.
"Yes." Mariano started, voice sounding strangled. "Don't, don't move please." He said, trying to catch his breath. "It's just been a...a very long time since anyone's done...this."
Evritt was quiet. "Since anyone's...held you?" His voice was low.
Mariano couldn't hear his tone past his own thundering heartbeat. It was impossible to breathe. His face heated up as he swallowed. "Yes." He said. "I don't want you to stop."
"Oh." Evritt's arm relaxed over Mariano, before tightening around him and pulling himself closer. One of Evritt's legs hooked over Mariano's, and his head came to rest on Mariano's shoulder. He wrapped himself around Mariano, snug and smelling like hawk feathers and sunlight and fresh air. "Okay."
Mariano felt the aches and stiffness melt from his muscles, slow and steady, melting into his own bed with every passing moment. Evritt's weight was heavenly, the breath on his shoulder and neck was more than Mariano had ever wanted. He was so warm. His hair was soft.
Held so securely in the arms of his favorite knight in the safety of his own room, Mariano wasn't awake for longer than a few more minutes.
@whump-captain @whumpr @whumperofworlds @lektricwhump @cyberwhumper @bxtterflystxtches @inscrutable-shadow @honeybees-125
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roblingoblin285 · 12 days
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might try to write a snippet tonight or tomorrow, so i’m taking requests. first one to the ask box wins!!
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roblingoblin285 · 12 days
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OooI love thattt
Just... just the watch of everyone slowly turning away one by one, and while some of them do it with visible signs of the absence, some don't even realise. Just the feeling of growing apart slowly and understanding that the character's presence meant nothing as the other person goes on their life without any change, without even feeling something out of sorts. And doing everything to prevent that or being paranoid that their all relationships will end up like that.
Some yummy stuff ~💜
ABSOLUTELY. or even just. being locked in a room! not speaking or hearing from anyone for days, weeks, months? not that they would know, there’s no clocks. they’d be so touch starved after :)
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roblingoblin285 · 12 days
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Oh well poor thing. He'd need someone dragging him out of his misery kicking and screaming. What about you? Any whump thoughts recently? ~💜
lots of them! the usual stuff has been around—overwork, sleep deprivation, starvation, etc etc—but ive been dabbling when i can! today ive been thinking about isolation anxiety :)
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roblingoblin285 · 12 days
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Wohoo! I hope you got the score you wish. And definitely you should get yourself a treat. Nothing new, just thinking about presumed dead tropes lately.
Wait‐ What would Rob do if Spencer or Sage faked a death?
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PRESUMED DEAD IS SO GOOOD YOU ARE SO CORRECT.
well he would absolutely believe it both times, given spencer’s line of work and sage’s reputation. and then spiral, for a very long time, and isolate himself. probably unhealthily devote his life to the agency or the healing shop to make up for it
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roblingoblin285 · 12 days
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Wait your on my dash at this hour? That's new. Anyway, I'm good! What about you?~💜
i’m not posting in the middle of the night like usual, it’s now lunch time for me! i’m okay, had a really wonderful day yesterday compared to usual which was nice. just took my SAT of the year, and once my friend is also done he’s taking me to lunch :) been busy, school is hard, but i’m trying
anything new with you? any new whump rotating?
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roblingoblin285 · 12 days
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hi how are we all. wanna hear from u
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roblingoblin285 · 18 days
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Whumpril 2024 - Day 10 - Adrenaline
Mariano drives stick for a reason
TWs: blood, field surgery, fast driving, my questionable knowledge of driving techniques, touch starvation
"I wonder if you know how they live in Tokyo," Mariano muttered, easing the gas pedal down to the floor. Manuel lay in the back seat, belt between his teeth as Izan worked on him to stop the bleeding from an awful stab wound. Laredo held Manuel's hands, giving him something to squeeze. Dimitri helped Izan, handing him tools as requested.
The road flew by, Mariano shifting gears as needed. "Drifting." He said, interrupting himself to call back the warning as he threw the car into a curve. The weight shifted, dust flew, and he guided them back into the straightaway.
"You need to give us more warning than that!" Dimitri snapped.
"Understood." Mariano called back, easing them back up to the blistering speed they were at before. He glanced back through the rear-view mirror, catching Manuel's pale face and Izan's steady fingers staunching a bleed.
There was a click and Luis' voice came through the headset, above the roar of the engine. "What's your ETA, over?"
"T minus five minutes, working on making it three." Mariano said, glancing down at the speedometer and the clock. "Emergency services requested, Conduit has lost a lot of blood, over."
"They'll meet you at the gates, Lumen. Drive safe, over."
"You'd better make it three, Rookie!" Dimitri all but snarled. "And also--why the fuck were you singing in Japanese earlier?"
"It helps me with the timing." Mariano said, voice steady despite how his heart thundered in his ears. "I don't need to flip us."
"Wait, wait, is it because it was on my driving playlist when I was teaching you?" Laredo asked, surprise winding into his voice. "I remember that!"
"I mean why were you singing in Japanese?" Dimitri snapped, passing Izan another tool. "I thought you only knew Spanish, there's no way you're bilingual."
"I'm not, I didn't want to just say random syllables." Mariano said, shifting through the gears as they approached another curve. "Fifteen seconds to drift, tools off." He added, raising his voice as he twisted the wheel.
Again, the weight of the car shifted as Mariano took them through the turn. The tires slid, dust flew, and as he hit the accelerator he felt the moment the tires caught traction again and sent them flying forward. "Clear to proceed, that was the last turn. Anyway, it felt racist to not at least learn the words."
"You're so fucking weird." Dimitri grumbled as Izan laughed for the first time since Manuel went down.
"I've just about got the worst of it under control. Thank you for driving us Mariano." Izan said. "I wouldn't have trusted Laredo with those turns at that speed."
Mariano's face burned and he felt his heart race with something other than adrenaline. He suddenly felt grateful that they were all focused on Manuel. "The first one was a little sloppy. I need more time on the track."
"I'm free Friday, maybe you can show me how Tokyo Drift helps you remember the proper timing for everything." Laredo said, reaching forward to grip Mariano's shoulder. "I still can't actually pull off a drift in the moment." Mariano couldn't talk, only nodding and giving a thumbs up in response.
When the paramedics took Manuel, Mariano heard one of them say that it was lucky he'd gotten to them so quickly or it could've been bad. Even an evening run hadn't been enough to erase Izan's quiet thanks. That night, Mariano's shoulder still hadn't stopped tingling where Laredo had touched him. Mind racing, he knew he wouldn't get enough sleep. He'd be exhausted the next day.
It was fine, Mariano thought. He'd acted weird enough to make Dimitri mad, but he'd gotten Manuel home in time, and Izan had thanked him, and Laredo wanted to learn from him.
It was all worth it.
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roblingoblin285 · 18 days
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hey uhhh my friend made rob + spencer and sage as cats. in case you care
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roblingoblin285 · 19 days
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hey i did not think i had to say this but if you’re a zionist get off my page immediately. free palestine
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roblingoblin285 · 20 days
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hi so school has beat me into the ground violently yet again but i want to make a valiant effort to not abandon you guys again so!! if anyone has any personal or oc/writing related questions please hit me with them!
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roblingoblin285 · 26 days
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i love little human things. i love smile lines. i love dents in water bottles. i love peeling stickers. i love hundreds of nails stuck in telephone poles from hundreds of old posters. i love worn down stuffed animals. i love sneakers that look like they've been through hell and back. i love peeling wallpaper coming up to show the wood panel underneath. i love things that prove there is a life being lived and it is worth living
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roblingoblin285 · 27 days
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hello everyone!!
i know that i have been severely in and out for some time (coming up on a year now,) and i am sincerely so sorry. i haven't had much love for writing, and the last year has by far been the most taxing of my entire life.
i know that the next few months will also be difficult (exams start soon, as does my job, and family will be visiting,) but i'm hoping to also focus on taking time for myself, which means more writing!
whenever i can i'll be writing drafts based on my remaining prompts list from last year. i won't be sticking myself with a strict posting schedule yet, since that never goes well, but a goal will be one thing posted every week or so. i'll try and stockpile and spread out drafts so i have more to post over time.
TLDR; i'm back, baby!
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roblingoblin285 · 1 month
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thoughts on this? did we like this one?
since ive been neglecting you guys, here’s a little google docs snippet
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