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blackrosesandwhump · 2 days
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100 Drabble Challenge: Lab Whump Edition
The challenge: write exactly 100 words about any of the following 60 prompts. Have fun!
Vivisection
Scalpel
Strapped down
Drugged
Injection
Scars
Naked
Disoriented
Under observation
Incision
Bandages
Blood
Experiment
Conditioning
Gloved hands
Cleaned up
Oxygen mask
Sleep deprivation
Nightmares
Privacy
Captured
Anesthesia
Prostrate
Starving
Dehydrated
Recovery
Bedrest
Desensitized
Gauze
Isolation
Uniform
Unconscious
Needle
Cut
Weak
Screaming
Infection
Manhandled
Shivering
Reflection
Dehumanized
Surgery
Torture
Pain medication
Phobia
Abused
Bedsores
Dragged
Sterile
Sedated
Research
Mistake
Begging
Pity
Touch starved
Pain
Damaged
Stitches
Volunteer
On camera
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whumpsday · 2 months
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Conflict Whump Challenge
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A whump challenge based on this comic by Grant Snider. The prompts are the conflicts listed in the comic!
Here are some ideas to get you started, but you can do anything the prompts from the comic inspire in you--these are only suggestions!
Man vs. Nature - Environmental whump, Animal attack, Sickfic
Man vs. Society - Dystopian society, Institutionalized whump, Fugitive
Man vs. Technology - Sci-fi whump, Robots, Shock collar
Man vs. man - Kidnapping, Defiant whumpee, Forced to hurt
Man vs. Self - Struggling with recovery, Slowed down by injuries, Evil clone
Man vs. Reality - Transported to another realm, Reality-altering powers, Facing reality
Man vs. God - Cults, Deity whumper, Deity whumpee
Man vs. No God - Crisis of faith, Demons, False god
Man vs. Author - Whumpee becomes self-aware about being a character in a whump story, You wake up inside your own story, Misery situation
In this context, "man" is gender-neutral (as in "mankind") and the whumpee can be any gender.
The challenge is bingo-style: create three pieces to fill any one row, column, or diagonal arrangement to complete the challenge! If you want to go the extra mile, you could even go for filling all nine prompts.
There is no time limit on this challenge, it can be completed at any time at your own pace.
Tag your work #conflictwhumpchallenge or #conflict whump challenge so others can find it!
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whumpthemusical · 5 months
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Whump: The Musical Prompts!!
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As stated before, this challenge will run from March 1- March 31, 2024. All fandoms are welcome to participate despite it being prompts based off of musicals. Once again, all types of media are allowed. This challenge has the standard "choose one for the day" style, but feel free to do all three prompts if that's what you want to do!! All types of whump are allowed, but please be respectful to your fellow audience members and properly tag it!! Some of these prompts are sensitive, so make sure you warn your readers correctly! There will be an ao3 collection and an FAQ post coming soon, so if you have any further questions or comments about this challenge, feel free to drop me a line. Happy writing, my beautiful ingénues, and enjoy the show :)))
The prompts will be listed under the cut for those who have difficulty reading fonts!!
Cats- Sabotage • Second Chances • "I Can Dream Of The Old Days."
Wicked- Mob Mentality • Propaganda • "No Good Deed Goes Unpunished."
Jesus Christ Superstar- Whipping • Betrayal • "Then I Was Inspired, Now I'm Sad And Tired."
Les Mis- Survivor's Guilt • Failure • "Drink With Me To Days Gone By."
Heathers- Poison • Reluctant Whumper • "Wanna fight for me?"
Newsies- Chronic Pain • Exploitation • "Let 'Em Laugh In My Face, I Don't Care."
The Last Five Years- Infidelity • Gaslighting • "I Will Not Lose Because You Can't WIn."
Hadestown- Deals • Doomed Narrative • "Doubt Comes In."
Sweeney Todd- False Imprisonment • Razors • "Have You Decided It's Safer In Cages?"
Rent- Substance Abuse • Poverty • "Feels Too Much Damn Like Home."
Bare: A Pop Opera- Outing • Religious Trauma • "Please, See Me."
Waitress- Unplanned Pregnancy • Abuse • "She Is Broken And Won't Ask For Help."
Tick Tick Boom- Atychiphobia • Working To Exhaustion • "Is This Real Life?"
Dear Evan Hansen- Deception • Broken Bone • "Words Fail."
West Side Story- Star-Crossed Lovers • Prejudices • "A Boy Who Kills Cannot Love."
Come From Away- Stranded • Aftermath • "Blankets And Bedding And Maybe Some Food."
Spring Awakening- Withheld Information • Suicide  • "I Don't Scream, Though I Know It's Wrong."
Hamilton- Hurricane  • Dueling • "I Will Kill Your Friends And Family To Remind You Of My Love."
Falsettos- Sickness • Identity Issues • "Death Is Not A Friend."
Into The Woods- Blame • Lost • "Nothing But A Vast Midnight."
The Great Comet- Abduction • Letters • "Did You Love That Bad Man?"
In The Heights- Grief • Homesickness • "I Know That I'm Letting You Down."
Be More Chill- Mind Manipulation • Panic Attack • "Everything About Me Makes Me Want To Die."
Moulin Rouge- Class Differences • Sex Work • "Come What May."
Chicago- Cold Blood • Trial • "He Had It Coming."
Six- Execution • Trauma Bonding • "Playtime's Over."
Ride The Cyclone- Unexpected Tragedy • Forgotten Whumpee • "I Hear The Anguish Of The Street."
The Rocky Horror Show- Obsession • Wrong Place, Wrong Time • "I've Seen Blue Skies Through The Tears."
Nerdy Prudes Must Die- Bullying • Ritual • "Who Will Pray For You?"
Jekyll And Hyde- Duality • Good Vs Evil • "If I Die, You'll Die."
Phantom Of The Opera- Disfiguration • Shunned • "My Power Over You Grows Stronger Yet."
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amonthofwhump · 5 months
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It's that time of year again! AMonthOfWhump's Winter Whumperland event runs from December 1-12, with a collection of prompts for your inspiration each day. To participate, create in any medium and share your works on Tumblr. Use the event tags or @ us in your post to get reblogged here. Prompt list transcript, tagging info, and a free-to-use post header under the cut.
1: Santa Claus
Claustrophobia
Forced Celebration
Panic Attack
Comfort: Secret Santa Exchange
2: Krampus
Sensory Overload
Temptation
Whipping
Comfort: Decorating Cookies
3: George Bailey
"We've lost everything we have."
Disowned
Drowning
Comfort: Christmas Market
4: The Grinch
Sedatives
Blackmail
Yandere Whumper
Comfort: Ugly Sweater Party
5: Ebenezer Scrooge
Power Outage
Time Loop
Overworked Whumpee
Comfort: Snuggling by the Fire
6: Jack Frost
Post-apocalyptic Winter
Amnesia
Comfort turned to Fear
Comfort: Snowball Fight
7: Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer
Inhuman Whumpee
Exile
Self-sacrifice
Comfort: You’re Not Alone
8: John Mclane
Held Hostage
Russian Roulette
Forced to Watch
Comfort: Rescue
9: Jólakötturinn
Feral Whumpee
Left Behind
Collared
Comfort: Wiping the Other’s Tears Away
10: Tio de Nadal
Conditioning
Left to Die
Final Countdown
Comfort: Holiday Traditions
11: The Yule Goat
Branding
Stitches
Public Whump
Comfort: Trimming the Tree
12: Elf on the Shelf
Trapped
Bedside Vigil
Used as bait
Comfort: Mistletoe (or avoiding it)
Event Tags: #amow winter whumperland 2023, #day1, #claustrophobia, (tag the prompt you're using)
And lastly, here is a post header to use for the event if you like. Happy whumping!
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ailesswhumptober · 9 months
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Hello everyone, welcome to AI-less Whumptober!
This is an alternative Whumptober event for artists who don’t feel comfortable participating in an event that includes AI-content. We stand with artists everywhere, and we’re excited to start whumping together!
More information coming soon.
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whump-world · 7 months
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NSFWHUMPTOBER 2023
RULES
tag me. it's @whump-world. if you don't tag me, i won't be able to find your pieces. (then all my followers who are largely okay with nsfwhump won't be able to find your blog either!)
2. it can be as nsfw as you like. i will reblog all of it.
3. use this hash tags #nsfwhumptober2023
4. the prompts are just guidelines. take as much creative liberty as you need. the dialogue can be edited. the word prompts are for additional inspiration.
5. write out all the warnings at the start of your piece.
6. any kind of media is okay as long as it's on Tumblr. so art, writing, gifs, etc is a-okay.
7. reblog this if you're participating
PROMPTS
day 1: anything you like!!
day 3: "get on the table"
exhibitionism | punishment | humiliation
day 5: "were the pillows soft?"
noncon drugging | denial | creepy whumper
day 7: "love me. that's all i'm asking"
pet names | possessive whumper | defiant whumpee
day 9: "you don't understand how ravishing you look"
clothes | higher social status whumpee | restrained
day 11: "Shh.. unless you want it to hurt"
wax play | in public | pain
day 13: "smile at the camera, love"
anonymous whumper | voyeurism | stalker
day 15: "i'll do anything." "anything?"
sensory deprivation | mind break | isolation
day 17: "who- who is that?"
multiple whumpers | blinded whumpee | trafficking
day 19: "you only have one purpose"
toys | cockwarming | dehumanization
day 21: "the begging, the tears, gosh, the show you put on."
captivity | gaslighting | terror
day 23: "can i touch you here?"
weapons | noncon touch | bargaining
day 25: "you're tired, huh. sure, sitting there must be oh so tiring."
exhaustion | dubcon | somnophilia
day 27: "who do you want first?"
multiple whumpees | mind games | pet whump
day 29: "you can't go out like that. people already think you're a whore. no need to prove them right."
control | relationship whump | embarrassment
day 31: "why are you crying? you deserve worse."
villain whumpee | bondage | loss of power
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year-of-whump-tropes · 2 months
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So...I've decided to attempt hosting a whump event, but I want to get some feedback from potential participants before I nail down the specifics.
My current idea is to have a trope-focused event with a different general theme for each month, a more specific theme for each week, and a particular trope for each day. (To give an example: a monthly theme could be "nonhuman whump," a weekly theme could be "vampire whump," and a daily prompt could be "burned with silver.") Interested people would have a chance to suggest and vote on the themes before the event started. This event will have an emphasis on flexibility, so you could do an entry for each day, one for each week, one for each month, or you could alternate between these at will.
Please reblog for sample size (and to spread the word to those who might be interested!)
Also if you vote that I should adjust or rework the format, please send in suggestions for how I should change it. Otherwise I'd just be making shots in the dark.
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whumpmas · 6 months
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12 Days of Whumpmas Prompt List
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Please make sure to read the Event Info carefully, as most of your questions will be answered there already.
The AO3 Collection can be found here.
There are 24 prompt options and 30 tropes in total! Pick one or both for each day and combine with any trope. Interpretation can be specific or very loose.
(All prompts and tropes can be found below the cut!)
12 Days of Whumpmas 2023 Prompt List
Day 1: Christmas lights / Christmas Card
Day 2: hot chocolate / white
Day 3: mistletoe / wish
Day 4: at the mall / Santa
Day 5: red / Christmas tree
Day 6: present / sugar cookie
Day 7: snow / fireplace
Day 8: candles / family tradition
Day 9: Christmas carols / bow
Day 10: unwrapped / icicle
Day 11: Christmas dinner / bell
Day 12: midnight mass / Cheers!
Tropes list:
Exposure
Bruises
Force feeding
Duct tape
Forced to beg
Gilded cage
Touch starved
Kidnapping
Prison visit
Caught in a storm
Burns
Domestic abuse
Bound and gagged
Damaged vocal cords
Stockholm syndrome
Forced to kneel/bow
Poison
Used in ritual
Childhood trauma
Denied food as punishment
Truth serum
Pneumonia
Don't let them see you cry
Drugged
Alternative (milder) prompts:
Can't go home
Flashbacks
Cough syrup
Hallucinations
Memory loss
Nightmares
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witchy-shortcake · 3 months
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Whump challenge based on books i loved:
Invisible: Bullying, scars, isolation, sibling bonding
I fell in love with hope: Terminal illness, suicide attempts, domestic violence, found family.
The gray house: Ableism, neglectful Parents, addiction, mental institutions.
The inn at the end of the world: Natural disasters, seeking shelter at an abandoned place, traumatic injuries, stray animals.
Plague 99: Post-apocalypyptic setting, contagious deadly disease, forced to work together, eating disorders.
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shywhumpauthor · 10 months
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Two Weeks of Whump—Day Two
Bio-Weapon // Isolation Chamber // Needles
TWOW Masterlist
Cw: injuries, self-wound care, self-neglect (in some sorts), potentially uncomfortable descriptions of improper/impromptu wound care, possible slight gore
By the time Leader adjourned the meeting, their vision was already beginning to sway, speckled with dark spots that littered across their sight like stars against a night sky.
The mission had been a success, for the most part. A few minor mishaps, but no major issues across the team. Some had suffered some bumps and bruises, but thankfully the worst Medic had diagnosed among the small team was Teammate’s dislocated shoulder. An easy enough fix, a sling and some time off using it. The plan had worked, they had gotten the information they needed. Tomorrow they would start planning their next actions, how they would use the intel they had gathered to destroy Villain’s operation from the inside.
Tomorrow seemed so far away, and yet looming close, taunting Leader with the tugs of dawn rising across the compound, though it was still the early hours in the morning. The dead time, as Leader had come to know, when everyone was either asleep or quietly busy with their own work. Silence stretched through the compound, thick and muffling.
The toe of Leader’s boot scuffed against the floor, throwing off their balance mid-step. They threw a shaking hand out, catching the bare hallway wall to steady themself. An airy fog flooded across their mind, sending the room swaying around them as they stood, bracing against the wall as they waited for it to pass. When they pulled their hand away, a smudge of red remained on the tile. They fumbled to pull their sleeve over their palm, trying clumsily to wipe it away.
They kept walking, their pace growing slower by the second. Leader’s jaw clenched, teeth gritting together. Pain laced across their side, hot and sharp, each step tugging at the wound and sending another prickling stab through their abdomen. They forced themself to move faster, breaths heavy from their parted lips as they staggered down the hallway.
Their quarters weren’t that far from the conference room, thankfully. Their door was only a few steps around the next corner, which they brought themself around as fast as their legs would allow them to move.
Leader’s hand shook as they raised their fingers to the keypad, pushing the wrong buttons their first attempt at putting the code in. They reentered it, and the door slid open with a soft hiss, allowing them to slip inside. It shut behind them, locking with a mechanical clunk.
Leader let out a heavy breath, turning into a small gasp at the end as they peeled off their dark uniform jacket. The weighted fabric crumpled to the floor as they dropped it, unable to suppress their groan as Leader reached for the hem of their black undershirt.
Hidden behind their armored uniform, a dark stain spread against the black fabric. Leader winced, drawing in a sharp breath as they slowly pulled the shirt off.
Pain laced up their side as the movement tugged at the wound, pulling at the edges as the blood had begun to dry to the fabric. They let that fall to the floor as well, hand moving to press against the gash that split just below their last rib.
It wasn’t as bad as it looked. Normally they would go to Medic if they thought things were serious enough, but they rarely were. Leader was skilled enough in combat that they could avoid getting injured, but this one had caught them by surprise. A slash from behind while they had been distracting the pair of guards so Teammate could finish downloading the files onto the hard drive. Really, it wasn’t deep. Their jacket had protected them from the worst of the very sharp sword. It was only a scratch, albeit a very sensitive scratch, but nothing. A flesh wound. It was supposed to be Medic’s night off, especially with the stealth mission. They hadn’t been expecting the room to be guarded, which had changed their plans by necessity. It was late, and Leader was fine, they really didn’t need to keep Medic up with this. If it was still this bad in the morning, Leader decided, then they’d go get it checked out.
But hell, it hurt.
Leader stumbled over to their dresser, their back hitting against the wall next to it as they slid to the floor. Cold sweat was beading on their skin, hand shaking as they fumbled to tug open the bottom drawer. They pressed their other palm tight against the cut as they grabbed out their first aid kit from inside, setting it down with a soft clatter.
They knew first aid. Nothing like Medic knew, but enough to take care of themself so they didn’t have to bother Medic with the small injuries. The latch gave them trouble as they tried to open it one-handed, with a soft grunt they let go of the wound and used their other hand to hold the gear box down so they could open it. A bloody handprint was left against the lid as they flipped it open.
They had forgotten to restock it after their last use, a week or something ago when they had scraped up their knee pretty bad.
They were out of the antiseptic solution, so the small keychain-sized hand sanitizer would have to do. They only had a few pads left, but a few rolls of bandages so if need be, they could use those to clean the wound. They had scissors and thread, they had never remembered to slip a full suture kit from the infirmary, but they knew how to work with what they had. The needle left a worse scar than the surgical thread would have, but it was better than the first time, before they had worked up their stash at all, and had used a safety pin to hold the wound closed until they could sneak into Medic’s office.
They would admit, that time they should have gone to Medic. That was a wound worth actual treatment, but that had been way back in the beginning, after their second mission as leader of the team. They needed to look strong, so they made a choice.
Leader grabbed the hand sanitizer, flipping open the cap and emptying a small amount onto their hands. They winced as the alcohol burned some of the small scrapes, but it was better than an infection. Much better, from painful experience.
They blinked hard, willing the edges of their vision to clear. It was like someone smeared a brush across a watercolor canvas, the colors fading together to ruin the sharp lines. They grabbed one of the previous gauze pads, once they had decided their hands were clean enough to work, and spilled some hand sanitizer onto that as well, until it was fully soaked.
Leader took a deep breath, letting the air sit in their lungs as they bit the inside of their cheek as they prepared themself, both mentally and physically. Their hand shook awfully, but before they could second guess their plan, they pressed it to the wound.
They couldn’t stop the small cry, jaw clenching until they tasted blood. The sharp copper was a small distraction from the pain, easing their mind away from the burning pain enough so they could finish cleaning the gash, then wiping the excess blood from around the edges so they could see clearly.
For what might have been the thousandth time since they had put the kit together, Leader thanked their past self for threading the needle again after its last use. They had thought ahead, at least that far, and it became routine. The next day after use, or however soon their hands stopped shaking, they would reset and restock—if they could—the med kit. It had saved them many times, including now, when they were certain they wouldn’t have been able to fit that small thread through the small needle’s eye.
They rummaged through the kit, pulling out a small ace bandage roll. With a final glance up to ensure the door was closed and secure, they raised the roll to their mouth, biting down on the fabric. The walls were thick, but they weren’t taking any chances. The process wasn’t really a fun one, they admitted.
They took the needle in their dominant hand, allowing themself a few breaths to steady themself. They could do this. They would do this. Had to.
They brought the needle to the skin, pulling excess thread from the spool so they wouldn’t have to during the task, and began the first stitch.
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@promptsforyourwhumpfic
I’m going to reblog this tomorrow morning but I wanted to post it tonight.
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Whump Potluck!
To celebrate 400 followers (!!!! What?!??), I encourage everyone to share a recipe for their favorite whump scenarios. And, because everyone always has more than one favorite (I know I do!), share another recipe! And another if you like! Not only does this get the info-nugget out of your brain, but you could find others who enjoy the same thing and it could even help some struggling writers! Better yet, why not use these delicious recipes as writing prompts? I'll start with my own favorite recipe:
Comfort Can Hurt
Restrained/Handcuffed
Blood loss
Thrilling/Intense rescues
Panicking teammates
Manhandling
Grasping hands (for comfort, to keep from getting separated, trying to break free, etc.)
"Just hold my hand. You're gonna be fine."
Can't breathe/Catch their breath (!!!!!)
Struggling against caretakers because it hurts
"[Name], you need to calm down!"
Involuntary sedation
Can't go wrong with some classy whump tropes, am I right? Here's one more:
Martyrdom Idiot Heroes
Strong/Angry at the world/Distant whumpee (thinks everyone couldn't care less about them)
Pushing past their limits
Self-sacrifice
Gunshot injury
Blood loss
Injury reveal (jacket/coat w/ a white undershirt? (!!!))
Collapsing (with a dash of teammates rushing to catch them)
"It's okay, we've got you."
Sunshine medic turning into angry, no-nonsense medic
Soft/Hazy awakenings (esp. if everyone else is sleeping nearby/standing guard)
Confusion at being coddled
"Pull that stunt again and see what happens."
See?? Delicious. Feel free to contribute or modify recipes to fit your personal tastes <3 no recipe is too niche or too flavorful!
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whumpthemusical · 6 months
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Welcome to Whump: the Musical!!
What tf is that, I hear you ask? I'll be glad to tell you, since I've been working on this behind the scenes of my other projects for quite some time!
Whump: the Musical is a 31 day whump event where the prompts are all based on themes and lyrics from a variety of different musicals! Spanning from Wicked to Cats to Hamilton, there's something for everyone!
Although this event is brought to you by a self-proclaimed theater nerd, this event is open to all fandoms. You do not have to have a lick of prior musical theatre knowledge to participate. The theater community is welcoming and embracing, and we would love for you to use our niches as inspiration to whump your blorbos! This is also an all media inclusive event! If you would like to write a fic, provide lovely art, or make an edit, God knows, anything goes.
This event will span from March 1st to March 31st because as far as I could find, there wasn't a whump event happening then!! Plus, it's just in time for all of y'all's spring musicals!! The prompt list will be released much earlier (like in the next few days lol) because I know I personally take forever to prep, and I want everyone to have more than enough time to plan out whatever they want to do.
More information will be coming soon along with tags, rules, and an ao3 collection! Follow to keep up with the updates! I am very excited, and I hope all of you are, too!
Happy writing!!
-@jittyjames
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hidden-dreamland · 10 months
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FIGUWHUMP DAY 1
So @figuwhump has begun! it’s a whumpy drawing challenge for the month of july :D and i decided to try it out since i find drawing much easier than writing :p
i used this reference image from day 1
maybe, just maybe i’ll post the full lined version tomorrow
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«Look's like someone’s not used to losing~»
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ailesswhumptober · 9 months
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Hey Whumpers! Hope y'all are having a good day! Just a heads up that we will be dropping our prompt list TOMORROW at 5pm EST, so get ready and get excited! We will have three prompts to pick from for every day of the month, as well as a few alternatives just in case none of those strike your fancy! We are so excited to get to see all of your guys incredible work in the coming days ^^
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the-whumping-hour · 3 months
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Day 1 - Helpless
@febuwhump day 1!!!
CW: Mean caretaker (who is caretaking against his will), said caretaker making whumpee cry, multiple mentions of drug abuse, one mention of broken glass, one mention of broken bones, little hints of classism and ableism, annoyance at whumpee's fidgeting. 
Notes: Top ten men who break the Hippocratic oath by being fucking losers. Happy Febuwhump Day 1!!!! As this challenge continues, I may link related stories together. For those who are new, welcome to the hellscape! 
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They’re still awake. Of course they’re still awake.
And sure, Seiah may be a medic, clinically certified and all, but hell if it means he can’t be pissed off at Felic Fucking DiMaggio.
“You got percs?” That idiot, the little whiny rat quietly digging a hole into the sofa cushion, hadn’t talked in almost fifteen minutes, which Seiah had hoped meant they’d be falling back into half-sleep soon enough. No such luck.
“No,” he snaps, hazel eyes tinged with streaks of insomnia roll up at them over his laptop. “Forty minutes and you can have more meds. I’m trying to study.”
Back to silence. Or almost— he swear he can hear threads ripping with every quiet tap of Felic’s fingernails against the seam. Just because it’s an old couch doesn’t mean anything. Just because they’re a 'friend' doesn’t mean anything. 
“Do you need a stress ball or something?” He’s trying to be nice. He really is. 
“You got one?” They still sound seconds from crying, or maybe that’s just the city drawl, thick in the back of their nose like they’ll hack it up with a hairball. They sound sick, look sick, they always look sick. Sick when they’re tweaking in meetings and sick now, bits of glass and two fractures in their leg and still they’re acting like they’re using every little scheming wrinkle in their brain to act normal. Not normal; something worse. Someone competent, or well-off, or anything other than a leech tagging along with the Rift Guard to seem like a savior.
And they reek like burning plastic.
He digs through his desk drawer. “Best I’ve got is a box of paperclips.” It leaves his hand with a rattle, a tinny sound that makes Felic twitch their head with a grimace, as the box hits their leg and falls into the cushion divot. They seem to paw it like a cat. “I can check the bedroom, but I need Gabe to rest…” he trails off.
“Nah, ‘s fine, ‘s fine.” They’ve maneuvered into some other horribly contorted position, leg still dangling off the couch like something dead. He hopes they’re content. He swears, if they’re not… but no, now it’s back to his pediatrics assignment, back to… reading this same section, again, and...
Holy fucking shit.
They’re using the paperclips. To pick at the fucking couch.
“No. No, you know what? Screw this.” Maybe it’s that stupid ugly couch, or his own lack of sleep, or how disgustingly pitiful they look in an oversized hoodie and bandages down an entire pale, skinny leg. “Done studying. Not even gonna try. Is that what you wanted? You want my attention? Gonna keep me up another three fucking hours because your tummy hurts when I don’t let you take every pill in this city?”
Maybe he should’ve thought that through more. Maybe, but it’s too late. Sue him. If this bitch wakes up Gabe, if they disrupt the final second of peace anywhere in this world at all—
They’re crying. No, no, no.
Shit, they’re crying.
“Felic.” His whisper-yells get more frantic. “Felic. Felic. Felic, hey, no, Felic, I’m sorry, I didn’t, I’m just tired, we’re all tired, Felic please,” out of his chair and onto the ground in front of them, they’re shaking like a leaf, no sounds but little sob-hiccups as their hands twist and wring themselves in their sleeves. They really are some helpless little thing, a pigeon stuck in a storm drain. “Look at me, look, I’m not mad at you. I’m not mad at you. Calm down, calm down, just, I didn’t even do anything Felic, please just do this for me please…”
A knock at the door. Gabe.
“What’s going on?” His voice is rough with sleep, hair falling in curls over his eyes. And Seiah loves him, he loves him so much, but the look on his face when he sees Felic. As if they deserve it. As if the rat deserves any of this. “Did they have a nightmare?”
“They were never asleep at all, actually, which is—“
The glare Gabe gives him shuts him up quick.
“You need to give them space.” He motions Seiah away, impatient yet calm, locking eyes with the hairball having a breakdown on the couch. 
“No, listen, everything’s fine.”
“Clearly it’s not,” he retorts, still as calm as ever. “Go get some rest, Seiah, I’ve got this.” 
“We need to talk about this later.”
“Yes. Later. Shh,” he motions, and now he’s back to Felic, and it’s like Seiah isn’t here at all. Is this what his fucking job at the Rift Guard is? Keeping the rats on a leash?
Well, there’s no reason to stay here anyways. Seiah rises to his feet, computer abandoned, boyfriend preoccupied with a little bitch. 
Whatever. It’s not even a nice couch anyways.
He shuts the door. 
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Deciding Monthly Themes Round 2 Poll 1
Poll 2
Assuming it works out without ties, probably the top 2 in each poll will automatically make it past round 3 into the final list of monthly themes. The next six in each poll will move on to round three, where the 8 highest voted will also make it into the final list.
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