Febuwhump #1-3: Touched starved, flinch, alt. Soft words.
His heart was racing, nervousness making his stomach twist in knots. Icy blue eyes stared with longing his beloved’s hands. Oh, how he wanted to feel his touch without having that annoying voice alerting him to push it away. If Henrik was going to make this work out then he had to work through some of his fears.
He took a deep breath before turning his back towards Jameson and brushing his brown locks forward. He ignored every urge, every alert he had to put on a shirt and cover the history and burden he carried on his skin, he pressed on. The anticipation was killing him but as soon as he gave a gentle nod then he felt gentle fingers glide over his back. Even if he knew it was coming, the sudden contact made the doctor flinch. He felt the bed dip behind him, Jameson shifting just a bit forward so he could be on Henrik’s eyesight. Worried eyes search his face before he quickly signs. {Was I too quick?}
“No, no…” Henrik says too quick, “I was surprised… Your hands, they are soft.”
{We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready.}
“I want to. I-I wish to have the ability to hold you, and for you to hold me without fear.” Vulnerability, something Henrik had such a hard time showing after the suffering he endured. But for him… he was willing to try. Jameson nods and returns to his previous spot.
The dapper places a small amount of lotion on his hands, his sapphire eyes running over the numerous scars adorning Henrik’s back. Who would’ve thought someone like Henrik concealed such pain… gentle fingers near the doctor’s skin once more, and soon make contact with the scarred tissue. He can notice Henrik’s back tensing up, the doctor going rigid and still. Fingers glide with much gentleness and care, stoping here and there when Henrik took sharp breaths.
Henrik’s words still roamed in his head. “I wish to try something.” And how surprised Jameson was at the request, but even then, the dapper only showed support and kindness. In someone else’s eyes this may seem silly, but he couldn’t help but to feel proud of the big step Henrik took. Though, Jameson is brought out of his thoughts when he hears a soft sniffle and he comes to a complete stop. Before Jameson could move in front of Henrik, the doctor speaks.
“Thank you…” Henrik whispered, “T-This means— It means too much for me.” It didn’t take long for Jameson to notice the tears streaming down Henrik’s cheeks, yet a soft smile adorned his face. Not because he felt pity, or bad for Henrik, but because he noticed how he had come to relax his body. How he had unconsciously started to take normal breaths. And Jameson would do anything to keep his beloved in this state.
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fleurlulu -> from french "fleur" (flower)
lulu-ne -> from french "lune" (moon)
luneflowr -> from french "lune" (moon) and "flower" / "moonflower" [like a sunflower!]
hwanglu -> from korean "황금/hwangeum" (golden)
byeoluu -> from korean "별/byeol" (star)
lutulips -> from "tulip"
junelune -> from "june" and french "lune" (moon)
lu-minou -> from "luminous"
sunnilu -> from "sunny"
seaflum -> from "seafoam"
lugaes -> from korean "개/gae" (dog)
ihrt-lu -> "i heart lu"
lucremes -> from "creme"
moonlu-n -> from "moon" and french "lune" (moon)
l99s -> yk (✿^‿^)🌻🖍️
luviens -> from spanish "viento" (wind)
lumbrlla -> from "umbrella"
plumavera -> from spanish "pluma" (feather) and "primavera" (spring)
caatslu -> from "cats"
dollu99 -> from "doll"
lauroras -> from "aurora"
lucvlts -> from "cults"
phyluusophy -> from "phylosophy"
lupng -> from ".png"
i-luus -> yk (✿^‿^)🌻🖍️
tokklu -> from korean "토끼/tokki" (rabbit/bunny)
angeluucal -> from "angelical"
p6raanlu -> from korean "파란색/parangsaek" (blue)
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How about... Healing Spirit + Perc'ahlia?
15. Healing Spirit
"You call forth a nature spirit to soothe the wounded. The intangible spirit appears in a space that is a 5-foot cube you can see within range. The spirit looks like a transparent beast or fey (your choice).
Until the spell ends, whenever you or a creature you can see moves into the spirits space for the first time on a turn or starts its turn there, you can cause the spirit to restore 1d6 hit points to that creature (no action required). "
Vex’ahlia returns home to silence.
She usually does not get home from Emon this late - or, if the Council meetings do run into the evening, there’s usually one or two stubborn children waiting up for her. The room is silent as the magic dissipates - no soft bickering, no snores, nothing.
So. If the clock was not lying, it was just about one-forty in the morning. (And it was one of Percival’s creations, and so good to the second)
Percy was clearly waiting for the glow of the Teleportation sigil to flare - as she settles into a stretch he appears in the doorway. Her heart gives a pang - he’s even changed into his pajamas! Without her!
Finding a burst of frustrated energy, Vex launches herself into his arms. He smells only of their bedsheets, his favorite soap and, beneath that, the soft shampoo they use on Gwendolyn.
“Good evening,” he chuckles, the give of his chest beneath hers something relieved. “I gather it was nothing dire that kept you from bed?”
She kisses him soundly on the mouth. Waiting another minute, when she last kissed him this morning, would be anguish. “Only the best of company, actually - Gilmore was in the area and we caught up.” Her face falls, faux-regretful. “I would have let you know on the Sending stone, darling, but -”
(Well. They had had a little distraction, during the break between meetings. Moreso Vex tormenting her poor husband to take her mind off the dull tedium of bureaucracy. Allura definitely gave her a look when she rejoined the discussion all smiles.)
It had been a long and exhausting day - flirting with her husband or not, by all rights she should be drained. But Gilmore had dropped by at the end, to offer the insight of a civilian invested in the argument, and he was right, it really had been too long, and there was this bit of elven enchanting he wanted her thoughts on, and maybe the conversation turned to -
“I missed him,” she says. “He sends you his best.”
“Is this his best?” Percy grumbles against her lips, all smiles. Vex rolls her eyes. She takes his cheeks in her hands and presses heavy, dramatic smacks to each. There, those are from Gilmore - the rest are hers.
She butts her head against Percy’s chest, to drum her thoughts into order with his heartbeat.
“Were the children -”
“Perfectly misbehaved,” he replies. “I had to chase Dan up and down the stairs to get him into the bath, and Gwendolyn took the opportunity to Thaumaturgy the bathwater into waves.”
Vex grins - they don’t dare try that with her. “Thank you, darling.”
“It was a pleasure; dodging sudsy water keeps the reflexes well in order.” He pecks her nose, leads a trail to her ear that makes her shiver. “Bed?”
She knows he’s being a shit - everything from the way he said it to the blue of his eyes to the taptap of his fingers on her waist - and draws comfort from the humor. Yawns, because there’s something cozy to lazy foreplay.
“Bed,” she agrees, peeling herself from him to take his hand. The elegant curl of the Teleportation circle’s runes catch her eye - she startles.
“Oh! No, wait - Percy, what were you up to today?”
He frowns, more confused than he would usually be given the late hour. “The usual? Sorted out some paperwork. Gwendolyn and Vax’ildan allowed me to bring them into the workshop so I could watch them as I tinkered.”
“Did anything go wrong?” she presses, squeezing his hand in both of hers. “Any bruises? Burns?”
“If you’re asking if I handled anything explosive around the children, dear: no.” Percy nonetheless rolls up his sleeve to reveal a mottling of purple and green, cloud to a jagged red center. Not a bad burn by any means - he likely expected her to find it as they prepared for bed and heal it then.
“Gilmore has stumbled on the most interesting little enchantment,” she says around her grin. “We spent hours fussing over it, and by the end - well! It gave me an idea, darling.”
“And idea,” says Percy, like that’s a dangerous word in her mouth. Which, to be fair, it usually results in an interesting aftermath. But not that sort, this time.
Vex winks. “I think you’ll like it.”
It casts a lot like Conjure Woodland Beings - feels too slow and too fast at once, per the Feywild’s influence.
The end result is less solid - not a creature but a hope, a wish she could hold in her hands. A little bear cub of periwinkle and azure. Not Charlie, but familiar enough that she sees the recognition light up her husband’s eyes.
“Oh - hello there,” says Percy. He holds out his hand to the spiritual echo of Trinket, which touches its nose to his palm.
“What do you think?” Vex asks as the burn and bruise both are banished in pale mist. Percy turns his arm this way and that, making a pleased sound in the back of his throat.
“I want to see what Trinket thinks of this,” he declares, too giddy for two in the morning, and starts dragging her down the hall as she laughs. Muffling it beneath her hand when she remembers their brood is (should be) asleep at this hour.
(They find that Wolfe was, in fact, not asleep, instead reading a book far past lights out - and Trinket does not find the spectral bear agreeable at all.)
[Send me a spell and I'll write a ficlet/snippet to go with it!]
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FEBUWHUMP 2024 PROMPT LIST
this year's prompts were chosen through a suggestion poll (in which we recevied 2,281 prompts) and a subsequent vote, where over 1,000 people voted for their favourites. the top 29 make up the core prompts, and a mixture of the next most popular - and this blog's personal favourites - have become the alternates
i’m so excited to see what you all create with these prompts, and hope they’re inspiring enough to trigger a whole month’s worth of creativity for you! if you have any questions, please check out the blog's faq before sending an ask, or check out the previously asked questions on the blog!
please note: this year, notifying the blog of completionist status will happen through a google form that will be released closer to the end of febuwhump.
full write-up of prompts and rules under the cut:
FEBUWHUMP 2024 PROMPTS:
DAY 1: helpless
DAY 2: solitary confinement
DAY 3: "bite down on this"
DAY 4: obedience
DAY 5: rope burns
DAY 6: "you lied to me"
DAY 7: suffering in silence
DAY 8: "why won't it stop?"
DAY 9: bees
DAY 10: killing in self defence
DAY 11: time loop
DAY 12: semi-conscious
DAY 13: "you weren't supposed to get hurt"
DAY 14: blood-stained tiles
DAY 15: "who did this to you?"
DAY 16: came back wrong
DAY 17: hostage situation
DAY 18: too weak to move
DAY 19: "please don't"
DAY 20: truth serum
DAY 21: unresponsive
DAY 22: "you weren't meant to be there"
DAY 23: presumed dead
DAY 24: "i'm doing this because i care about you"
DAY 25: waterboarding
DAY 26: "help them"
DAY 27: left for dead
DAY 28: "no... not like this"
DAY 29: not allowed to die
ALTERNATE PROMPTS:
is there a specific day’s prompt you don’t want to fill? here are ten alternatives you can switch them out for!
ALT 1: human shield
ALT 2: "i love you"
ALT 3: found footage
ALT 4: human weapon
ALT 5: cpr
ALT 6: immortality
ALT 7: last words
ALT 8: killing game
ALT 9: lightning strike
ALT 10: last man standing
RULES:
SOFT RULES:
prompts should be answered in the form of whump
creators can produce whatever kind of media they want
you don’t have to complete all the prompts! you can create however much you want to
you can use the prompts after the event ends and can complete them in tandem with any other event
you can post on any platform you want, however this blog will only be sharing those posted on tumblr
if you want to be featured on the hall of fame then you have until the 3rd of March to inform this blog that you completed all the days
if you have questions consult the faq before asking
HARD RULES: (specifically for being featured on the blog)
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febuwhump (i’ll also be checking febuwhump2024)
the relevant day’s tag e.g. febuwhumpday1, febuwhumpday2…
nsfw (if relevant)
and any trigger warnings that may be important!
you can also tag the blog, @febuwhump
i cannot guarantee your work will be archived on the blog because I have no idea how many participants there will be. a random selection of works tagged in accordance to the rules above will be reblogged every day of february.
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