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Listening to a villain classical music while writing fantasy roman whump is definitely the right choice

#personal #whump

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There's two kinds of caretakers.

The one tending whumpees bedside as they're unconscious in the hospital.

The one hunting down the whumper that put them there.

#both are Janus in my fics

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Hey Whumpeteers! Cheerful reminder that the tattoo pain chart is applicable to most scratches, cuts or other open wounds! This chart doesn’t include bones damage or organ damage however, as it is for surface injuries.

My personal favourite is hip injuries, which various charts put in the red or orange zone 😉 Enjoy planning your whumpee’s pain with this!

#whump #whump prompt

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posting an old fic of mine, even though I have vastly improved. I’m still proud of it! Anyway it is effectively whump even though I didn’t really know about whump at the time of writing. Thusly it is here.

I will say: I do not like the way I ended it. Still, I’m sharing it. Here y’all are :P

#whump #writing #whump writing #my writing #sanders sides #ao3 #roman sanders #ts roman #virgil sanders #ts virgil #Prinxiety

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Hi! I forgot about Febuwhump today! Sorry folks! I might do a double tmmr, but probably not (a shame because I liked the prompt for today) but oh well. Be back tomorrow for the next day!

#update

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Solitary Confinement

The next installment for @febuwhump!

Patton really isn't having a good time :D

Warnings: Solitary confinement, captivity, being alone (against one's will) for long periods of time, psychological torture, hallucinations

#whump #writing #whump writing #my writing #ao3 #sanders sides #patton sanders #ts patton #sanders sides fic #febuwhump #febuwhump 2024 #febuwhump2024

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Helpless

My part for the first prompt of @febuwhump!

As always, Patton is having a bad day. It's a prequel to A Cup of Cold Tea.

Warnings include: blood, panic attacks, captivity, and your average whumpy assault.

#sanders sides #sanders side fic #whump #writing #whump writing #my writing #ao3 #patton sanders #ts patton #febuwhump #febuwhump 2024 #febuwhump2024 #whump event #whump prompts

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I just wrote a fic for @thegoldenduckie !!! Here you are love!

It’s a Patton whump, showcasing the aftermath of it. It is moceit, but it’s fairly platonic. There is a mentioned past Whumper (by the name of Damon), but in reality it’s just a name in place of using Whumper.

Anyway here you are! I had so much fun writing this!

#whump #writing #whump writing #my writing #sanders sides #patton sanders #ts patton #janus sanders #ts janus #moceit

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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)

when uploading febuwhump content to tumblr, please use the tags:

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.

#yeah I’m gonna do this :3 #wahoo!!

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Weaknesses and Trustings

Started writing this in July of 2023, finally finished it tonight! I may continue later, but for now I really just wanted to share it with y’all.

Warnings!

Intoxication, drugging, maybe creepy Villain? nothing nsfw or all that suggestive though, but take heed.

1027 words

Hero stood proud in a small closet in Villain’s house, facing per despite the… undesirable circumstances. It’s never fun to get caught snooping, and shockingly worse when it’s your sworn enemy. Oh, and it doesn’t help when you’re trying to figure out their weakness or anything you can do to take them down. Yeah. Not a great way to spend a Saturday night.

Regardless of how not fun it is, that’s where our hero was. Xe stood before Villain with a face that refused to surrender. Hero wasn’t going to let per do anything that might cause more damage than needed, not if xe could help it.

“Oh… Hero. And what are you doing here, at this hour?” Villain questioned, looking the hero up and down as they analysed xem.

“I was just stopping by for a cup of tea and chess match!” Hero said sarcastically, head moving slightly to peer around Villain at the hallway behind them. If xe could just get past…

Villain glared at xem. Witty quips were fine in a fight, but Hero was in their house in the dead of night– and xe was supposed to be the “hero”. Hero caught onto the way Villain was looking at xem quickly, recognising the tension that had only risen since xe was caught.

“I asked you a question. I’d suggest you don’t act all sarcastic and shit right now.”

“… Fine. I wanted to see if there was any info you had here that I could use. Simple as that. Why? Did you hope I was here for something else?”

Villain paused before speaking again. “No, I just wanted to make sure I knew exactly what I was dealing with. Now, I think you should come in a little more; I don’t want a guest stopping by and leaving like that, no, no. Follow me.” Per’s tone of voice made it clear that it wasn’t a request, and Hero followed per out of the cramped room.

“So… nice house,” Hero said, looking around the hallway. The closet they had found their way to was at the end of it, and had information on Villain littered through it. The hall was nice, too; Hero wasn’t lying. It wasn’t all that long, but the walk to Villain’s kitchen felt like it took hours. They got to the kitchen, per gesturing for Hero to take a seat at the island. Xe obeyed.

“I thought you were supposed to be the “good guy”, Hero, and yet I found you trespassing in my own home. You so desperately want me out of your way, dead, even, that you seem to be willing to go against your own arbitrary rules!” Villain was mocking xem. Xe wasn’t going to fall for it, oh no. Xe was used to it, so per couldn’t do much to xem.

“Excuse you, you don’t know what the hell code I follow. For all you know trespassing in the name of heroism is totally allowed!”

“Is it?” Villain pushed further, but per turned around and rooted about the kitchen, grabbing some mugs and the like.

“… Okay maybe the Institute isn’t a fan, but it doesn’t matter! You have a weakness and I’m going to find it!” Hero was almost shouting by now, leading to a very sarcastic shushing from Villain. “Oh come on! I’m right, though, you have to have a weakness. You need to. Everyone does.”

“If everyone has a weakness, what’s yours?” Villain asked, now facing Hero, a kettle on the stove behind per.

Hero sneered. “I’m not falling for that.” Xe rolled xyr eyes. “Tell me yours and maybe I’ll let you know.”

Villain looked at xem with an unchanging stoic face. “No. I don’t need you to tell me anyway. You aren’t difficult to read, Hero. If I’m a book on physics, you’re a Baby’s First Board Book. I could take you down at any point.”

Ignoring the obvious and downright cruel insult, Hero spoke. “So why don’t you? I mean, if I’m that easy to figure out and take down, why do I keep beating you?”

“Oh Hero,” Villain started to say, before the easily ignored noise of the kettle turned into screaming, cutting per off. “Ah, the water’s ready.”

“Does that mean I’m free to go?” Hero said a Little too hopefully.

“Oh, oh god no,” Villain laughed, “No, it just means that we can have that tea you were talking about earlier. ‘Am I free to go?’,” Per mocked, “Seriously, who do you take me for?” Villain brought two steaming mugs of tea over to the island, sitting beside Hero and pleasing xyr mug by xem. Upon seeing xyr extremely distrusting expression, per nudged it closer. “It’s not poisoned or drugged. You can take my word for that.”

“Yeah, of course, let me just trust you, because you ‘gave your word’. It’s not like that means much from you.” Hero scoffed, but xe took the mug in xyr hands, bringing it up to their mouth. Per watched as xe took a sip, taking in the tender moment of Hero trusting per. Hero breathed a sigh of relaxation as xe figured xe was clear, safe from anything Villain could throw at xem despite being so close to per. The second that sigh was done, however, Hero began to feel a little… loopy. Xyr breathing hastened before xe felt even more light headed, eyes fluttering and vision blurring. The last thing xe saw before passing out was Villain catching them, whispering to them: “You shouldn’t have trusted, Hero; my word really doesn’t mean much.”

Per picked up Hero’s unconscious body, bringing xem close. “That’s your weakness, after all. You trust so easily, and yet you seem to think that you can’t. But you trusted me. And now here you are.” Per mused quietly. “Ah well, you may be a captive but I’ll make sure you’re comfortable, dear, don’t you fret.”

Per brought xem to a smaller bedroom accessed through the same hall that brought them to the kitchen, rested xem on the bed, and locked the door. Hero wasn’t leaving any time soon, not if Villain could help it.

#whump #writing #whump writing #my writing #hero and villain #generic whump

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I’ll be honest, I completely forgot to post that piece this entire day holy fuck

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Caretaker discovering a whumpee in a cage?

Caged Little Creature

I had a lot of fun with this, so that you for the request!

Content warnings:

Starvation, being caged (obviously), swears, bruises, cuts, etc.

Whumpee shook as they curled in on themself, the cold thin bars of the wire cage digging into their skin. They shivered, the thin blanket that was in there providing neither warmth nor comfort.

“That was the point though,” They thought, “To give what feels like hope but does nothing.”

They shifted, trying to find a more comfortable position in the too small cage. Whumpee winced as their cuts and bruises were attacked as they did so. Their breaths were sharp and painful, but they were used to it by now. At this point, the pain was a constant.

When they were first shoved into the cage—oh, how long ago was it now? It had become terribly difficult to keep track—they had been thankful to be left alone for a little while, regardless of how uncomfortable they were. But now, having been without food or contact for who knows how long, Whumpee just wanted someone to be there. They were terrified of Whumper, but maybe if they came back they’d bring Whumpee food, or let them out of the cage! As if Whumpee’s body was listening in on their thoughts and simply wanted to be ironic and cruel, their stomach let out a loud growl. They tried to ignore it but they had been starved for far too long. They took a few intentional, but short and sharp, breaths, doing their best to steady themself. Everything stung, every breath in and out, the cuts and bruises, their skin and bone. Their eyes began to flutter, and Whumpee had abandoned all hope of anyone coming to save them. The days of anyone caring about them were far in the past now. The only thing Whumpee saw before the darkness of rest was the dim light of the now forgotten room that held the cage, and them, inside, the wires of the cage making slashes in the light.

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The team had gotten tasked to investigate Whumper’s… entire deal. When they learned of Whumpee, Caretaker was sent on the retrieval mission.

And now here Caretaker was. The old house they were looking in had been abandoned for days, likely, if not more than a week. They kept looking for any sign of life, though, anything at all. And they found it. A sound rang out, a shuffling coming from the room Caretaker had been about to search. They hurried in, hardly paying any attention to the protocol that was supposed to be followed. And there they saw it. A cage pushed into the corner of the poorly lit and downright freezing room. In the cage was a person.

A fucking person.

Alive (thank god), but shaking and hurt and scared and starved. Their skin was covered in hashes and scars, their cheeks were sallow and sunken, and their knuckles were white as their hands were balled up into timid fists. Caretaker couldn’t believe they were still even alive. Oh, they would fucking kill whoever did this to them.

When Whumpee registered at last that this new person wasn’t going to hurt them, in fact, the opposite, the relaxed a little. Caretaker let them out of the cramped cage, giving them the jacket off their back and protecting them. Whumpee tried to share their thanks to the best of their ability, voice cracking and breaking and failing them from the lack of use (and likely at least one illness). When they tried to walk, their legs buckled beneath them and they fell to the ground. They winced, expecting the usual taunts or laughter, or slap or kick. But no such blow came. This new person wouldn’t do that to them. Caretaker didn’t hurt Whumpee, no, they reached out and helped them. Caretaker gave Whumpee food and a warm drink, blankets and clothing. Whumpee couldn’t eat a thing after being starved for so long, but Caretaker said they would take this all one step at a time. Whumpee trusted Caretaker. For the first time in God knows how long, Whumpee had someone they could trust. It felt good.

#whump #writing #my writing #whump writing

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Alright, I finished it but according to my mom it’s “too late to be awake” and I need to “go to sleep” so because it’s on paper and I can’t have the lights on, I’ll post it tomorrow. Gnight yall! Love you <3

#writing #update

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Working on one of the requests right now, I am excited to share it. I will try not to overachieve but I cannot make a single guarantee. Regardless, things are going well.

#update #writing

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Hello lovelies! I will take prompts for something whumpy to write :3

#whump #whump prompts #whump writing

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Hi, welcome to my side blog.

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Are prompts/requests open?

Yes / No

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Warnings for this blog:

It’s a whump blog. That means you can expect heavy angst, blood, violence, torture, swearing, etc. I’ll do my best to tag things, but this blog is still for whump. If you just know me from @not-sure-what-im-feeling, but don’t want all this gore, leave this blog alone.

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What I’ll write (it’s it’s crossed out then I’m not currently doing it :3)

Sanders sides

Be more chill

Generic whump (using Whumpee/Whumper type “naming”)

My own ocs

Your ocs (please provide some sort of description of them if you’d like me to write them)

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My name list:

Alex

Xavier

Levi

Ace

Erudite

Logan

Orion

Janus

Anything you want to call me as long as it’s not disrespectful

Nicknames are chill and encouraged.

Use any pronouns for me, but I encourage you to be creative with them! Neopronouns are loved by me.

Reblogs over likes

Have a lovely time my dears, and enjoy the show.

#intro post #introduction #whump