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Join us in the 2024 12 Days of Christmas Challenge as we hope to spread a little ✨holiday joy and cheer✨ through the magic of writing fanfiction.

About & Rules

The challenge will run from December 13-24, 2024.

The challenge is open to any and all fandoms.

Submissions must include at least one of the prompts for that day but can combine two, three, or all four.

Prompts for the day always include: a word/words, a scenario, a quote, a "famous" quote (taken from songs and movies)

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Submissions for the day must be posted before midnight YOUR time. We're not super hard-and-fast about this rule, but posting within time is very much appreciated! 

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Please format ALL submissions with the following heading:

Title Day/Prompt Fandom/Character(s)/Ship Warnings (if applicable): Word Count:  Example: Santa, Baby Day 8 - “Prompt for that day” AEW - Adam Page x OC Warnings: Alcohol, cursing, sexual situations (explicit) Word Count: 7,290

You can also include a summary, gif, edit, whatever you want! Just don’t forget the “keep reading” if you’re posting directly on Tumblr!

2024 Prompts

Day 1 ❄️ First snow ❄️ Getting soaked ❄️ “Your hands are so cold.” ❄️ “I suppose it all started with the snow.” —Frosty the Snowman

Day 2 ❄️ Little lie ❄️ Trapped together in a snowstorm ❄️ “I thought you knew where you were going?!” ❄️ “I don’t know what to say, but it’s Christmas, and we’re all in misery.” —National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation

Day 3 ❄️ Accelerated heartbeat ❄️ Kissing in the snow ❄️ “Here, take my coat.” ❄️ “Let's hope the snow will make this Christmas right.” —Queen

Day 4 ❄️ Mulled wine ❄️ Playing board games ❄️ “I have no regrets.” ❄️ “Cheer up, dude. It's Christmas.” —How the Grinch Stole Christmas, 2000

Day 5 ❄️ Cookies ❄️ Holiday-themed contest ❄️ “That definitely looks… interesting?” ❄️ “That is exactly why you want a high-quality fire extinguisher right in the kitchen.” —The Santa Clause

Day 6 ❄️ Present ❄️ Making a new Christmas tradition ❄️ “Not another Christmas movie!” ❄️ “You say you hate Washington’s birthday or Thanksgiving, and nobody cares, but you say you hate Christmas, and people treat you like you’re a leper.” —Gremlins

Day 7 ❄️ Decorations ❄️ A little accident ❄️ “I was just trying to help!” ❄️ “I want my house to be seen from space.” —Deck The Halls

Day 8 ❄️ Touch starved ❄️ Telling secrets around the fire ❄️ “Sometimes the hardest part is forgiving yourself.” ❄️ “Santa, can't you hear me?” —Ariana Grande & Kelly Clarkson

Day 9 ❄️ Christmas fair/market ❄️ Late shopping (together) ❄️ “Hmm, this is actually not bad.” ❄️ “When you're still waiting for the snow to fall, doesn't really feel like Christmas at all.” —Coldplay

Day 10 ❄️ Surprise visit ❄️ Lighting scented candles ❄️ “I didn’t know you were here.” ❄️ “You’re skipping Christmas! Isn’t that against the law?” —Christmas with the Kranks

Day 11 ❄️ Fairy lights ❄️ Christmas party/ball ❄️ “I never want this night to end.” ❄️ “I won’t even wish for snow. And I’m just gonna keep on waiting, underneath the mistletoe.” —Mariah Carey

Day 12 ❄️ Feast ❄️ Indoor picnic by the tree/fireplace ❄️ “I baked your favourite cookie/pie/cake.” ❄️ “You are all I need tonight underneath the Christmas lights.” —Sia

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Okay. Hear me out.

No I didn’t get my WT stuff completed on that day, however I have since completed it (yay!) and have been working with the other mods to finish the final event posts.

In the background I have been writing some oc-to-vember stuff that I’d like to post at some point. I understand that a lot of these things should be posted the day of, I just severely lack focus at the moment - I either ‘lock in’ or stare at an empty word doc.

I’ve also been recovering from a surgery that I had just over a week ago (top surgery), but I am feeling great aside from the expected/usual post-surgery discomfort. I tell you what: I do feel closer to my whumpees because of it, hahah!

Funny story from the experience: I met my surgeon before I went into theatre. In those few minutes, he came in, drew some lines for the incisions, asked me a couple of questions, and then left saying ‘Okay, bye bye, see you later.’ Fun fact: I did not see him later. Not even after the surgery. At this point I’m not 100% sure he exists, but he did such a good job I’ll let it slide XD

I also went through the whole ‘huh this anaesthesia doesn’t seem to be working’ thought process before suddenly waking up, and the surgery being over. The first words out of my mouth were literally “huh, that was quick.”

So yeah. Sorry for the rambling, this is just where I’m at, at the moment. I’d love to share some of my writing with you, and then get back to posting more prompts!

Much love x

I know I’m behind on my WT prompts posting, but I’ve found a really good OC-tober list that I want to do.

So I’m going to set myself a goal: if I get my WT stuff completed/queued today, then I’ll do an OC-to-vember! (OC-tober… in November XD)

Just want to try something different as well as have the excuse to flesh out my characters.

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I’m remaking this poll I already posted with better options.

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Whumptober 2024 Masterlist

Search Party

Amusement Park

"I warned you."

Hypnosis

Sunburn & Healing Salve

Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms & Healed Wrong

Only for Emergencies

"Leave the light on."

Broken Window & Bruises

Slurred Words | A Blow to the Head (Fic)

Convenience Store

Underground Caverns & "Just a little more."

Team as a Family

Left for Dead & Hunting Gear

Painful Hug & "I did good right?"

Swamp & Wound Cleaning

Shipwrecked

Unreliable Narrator

One Way Out

Shoulder to Cry On | 'Giving permission to die' (original work)

"Let the bedsheet soak up the tears."

Reopening Wounds & "Oh that's not good."

Forced Choice

Equipment Failure

Stitches

Breakfast Table

Voiceless & Laboratory

Denial

"Who said you could rest?"

Recovery

Making Amends

STATS

Prompts word count: 5791

Works word count: 10,241 (6241 posted)

Prompts used: 46/124

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Whump Prompt #1381

Whumptober #31: Making Amends

The whumpee leaving their apology in a note before they go on The Mission they’ll likely not come back from. 

The caretaker apologizes to the whumpee as they’re bleeding out in their arms. 

Versus: the whumpee desperately trying to apologise as they bleed out in the caretakers arms. Bonus points if they’re spitting blood. 

The caretaker waits anxiously over the unconscious whumpee to wake up so they can apologise. The whumpee barely opens their eyes before the caretaker is blurting out “I’m sorry.”

The whumpee barely opens their eyes before they say “I’m sorry”

Better still: the whumpee and caretaker apologizing at the same time, as soon as they see each other.

The apology coming before a character betrays another.

The apology coming AFTER the character goes through with the betrayal in order to save the team.

And for comfort: The whumpee not buying the apologies as the caretaker cleans their wounds, but they're easily appeased by the promise of dinner.

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"Last time I saw you, you promised to kill me."

"Things change. I'm not going to let you use me to kill yourself, you bastard."

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Whump Prompt #1380

Whumptober #30: Recovery

Give me caretakers that know the whumpee. Caretakers that know the last thing the whumpee wants is to be smothered/constantly told what to do in their recovery. 

For example, rather than trying to get the whumpee to get out of bed, forcing them into a routine, or making them feel smothered by constantly being on them about taking medications/eating, have your caretaker ‘suggest’ things. It’ll make them feel like less of a burden:

“Hey, I’m going for a walk, want to come?”

“Aww man you know what I’m craving? Something from that pizza place nearby. I’m gonna order something - do you want a side or anything?”

“The doctors have you on [Medication]? I think I had that years ago - worked pretty damn fast, if I remember rightly.”

“I needed to do some laundry - I threw some of your hoodies in with mine if you don’t mind the smell of my detergent. They’re just out of the dryer if you want to change into one.”

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Whump Prompt #1379

Whumptober #29: "Who said you could rest?"

“Who said you could rest?” The caretaker demanded as the whumpee’s eyes slipped shut.

“Please- I’m so tired.” The whumpee slurred as a combination of blood loss, confusion and pain. They’re trying hard, they really are, but it’s so difficult for them to keep their eyes open. 

“So am I, buddy, but you don’t see me sleeping on the job. I told you to keep your eyes open - that’s an order!” 

While the caretaker sounds harsh, those not suffering from life-threatening injuries can see the panic across their features.

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Whump Prompt #1378

Whumptober #28: Denial

Today's theme made me think of the Vaccines song Denial - specifically the chorus:

Please don't turn the light outI don't think the conversation's overDon't just shut your eyes closedNot until I get it off my chest

In this scenario, the caretaker’s eyes are glued to the grainy CCTV footage, fingers trembling as they rewind the same thirty seconds over and over again - the last time they saw the whumpee. 

The argument had been heated, and it wasn’t supposed to escalate as far as it did. However, the truth of the matter was that the caretaker was the last to see the whumpee alive, save for the lenses that caught their movements outside an industrial area. That had been days ago and those investigating had begun to suggest that they weren’t going to find the whumpee, not after the meager evidence and the nature of the argument. The common theory was that the whumpee left - and would return - on their own accord. The investigators had already combed through the footage and found no sign of foul play other than a fly-tipper hours before. All of the search party attempts had returned empty-handed, and whispers of giving up have begun. But the caretaker refuses to listen. They can’t disappear. There was still too much left unspoken. 

The caretaker replays the footage again, looking for anything - a flicker in the shadows, a movement beyond the frame - anything to prove their sinking feeling. Anything to quell the intense guilt that ate them from the inside. 

The caretaker’s denial deepens with every passing day. Sleep eludes them. They can’t turn off the monitor; can’t leave the room. It feels like betrayal to step away.

They ask themselves why they cared so much if they acted so viciously over a (now) minor issue. They wonder why they can't turn the whumpee’s bedroom light out since they ‘just needed some air.’

(Maybe when they’re found, the caretaker begs the whumpee to stay awake long enough for them to apologise.)

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Whump Prompt #1377

Whumptober #27: Voiceless | Laboratory

Your whumpee is kept in a laboratory to be tested on. They undergo many surgeries for the scientists to take samples, make modifications and conduct tests. If your whumpee has powers, maybe they’re trying to find the source/to what extent the powers affect the whumpee. If they’re a creature-of-sorts, maybe they’re trying to study their body/see how they can genetically recreate their traits. Maybe your whumpee is just human, but due to their advanced skill set, the scientists go looking for some super-human aspects that just aren't there. 

Due to the nature of the surgeries, the whumpee is almost always intubated. However, the scientists are far from careful when doing so/removing the tube. This results in the whumpee’s vocal cords being damaged. As a result, they feel even more helpless as they can’t even articulate curses at their torturers, nor can they comfortably talk/sing to themselves when they’re alone.

Your whumpee remains voiceless and powerless during the ordeal, to the point that they just give up.

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Whump Prompt #1376

Whumptober #26: Breakfast Table

That beautiful moment of chaos when the table has to get swiped/cleared for The Whumpee. They’re frantically dragged through the door to The Healer, seeping blood into the wooden floor below as they’re barely able to hold themselves up. Whatever food/supplies that were being prepared are now covering the nearby surfaces/piled on the floor as The Whumpee is transferred to the table. While The Healer sometimes liked the sudden rush of excitement, they were far from happy that breakfast had been disturbed. Couldn’t these adventurers have emergencies during normal waking hours?

Fresh water and towels are produced as The Healer instinctively begins pulling the whumpee’s clothes away to assess the damage, a piece of fruit in their other hand as they are insistent on finishing at least part of their meal. 

“What happened?” They ask, scrunching their nose at the sight of ghastly weeping wounds. 

“The Beast got ‘em.” Grunts the whumpee’s friend. The group of adventurers were ambushed during the night in the forest. They just about managed to defeat the beast, though not without the whumpee taking a bad hit. The Healer listens intently as the friend gives them a description of The Beast, as well as the symptoms your whumpee had been experiencing on their journey. During this time, they also instruct another friend on where to place pressure on the wounds as they flick through books to find more information on their attacker. 

“Did it look like this?” The Healer eventually asks, showing an illustration of The Beast to a friend. 

“It did.” They nod eagerly. 

“Then I’m afraid your friend may not make it through the night… unless you are able to find a very specific ingredient.”

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Whump Prompt #1375

Whumptober #25: Stitches

Your usually talkative whumpee has their mouth sewn shut.

This just allows the whumper to have more fun with them, as they're wanting to extract information from the whumpee:

"Huh? what was that?"

"I can't hear you!"

"Did you bite your tongue? Or do I need to make the stitches tighter?" (In response to the whumpee biting the inside of their mouth, causing blood and saliva to dribble through the gaps.)

"You're so boring when you can't talk, all this moaning and garbled screaming... it really grates on my nerves!"

After the ordeal your whumpee isn't so talkative anymore....

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Whump Prompt #1374

Whumptober #24: Equipment Failure

Your whumpee sees that a component of the caretaker's protective suit is about to fail, so when they’re not looking they replace the part from their own suit. (Exchanging the oxygen tube/regulator, patching the fabric etc). 

After all, one of them has to make it out alive, and they’re convinced their own injuries mean they won’t make it very far, even if they tried. (At least if the caretaker made it to safety, then someone could go back for the whumpee…)

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Whumptober #23: Forced Choice

Like a sadistic optician, the torturer forces the whumpee to choose their interrogation tools. The torturer is smiling as they bring each object close to the whumpee’s face so they can’t avoid looking at each contraption. 

“One or Two?” 

“Two.”

“Three or Four?”

“Th- three.”

There's a clatter as each instrument is dropped to the table.

"Okay, and again, which is better? One or Two?"

Sadly, the whumpee is about to learn that even the least threatening tools can produce severe damage.

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Whump Prompt #1372

Whumptober #22:  Reopening Wounds | "Oh that's not good."

"Oooh that's not good." The whumpee sing-songs to themselves as they spot the blood seeping through their t-shirt.

However, they're at the Critical Point in the plot where minor problems like this can't be addressed - there's simply no time!

So they bundle on an over-shirt to hide the issue. Out of sight, out of mind and all. Maybe they add a jacket for good measure, just until they have a moment of respite to fix the issue...

...bonus points if that moment happens before the Final Confrontation. At that point the show has to go on, so after a quick bandage change, - and some poor choices - they're able to make it through.

Just about, anyway.

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Whump Prompt #1371

Whumptober #21:  “Let the bedsheet soak up the tears.”

The sadistic whumper likes to tuck the whumpee into bed after every torture session. After a long day of inflicting agony, the whumper takes their time to praise the whumpee. They pet their hair, bandage their wounds and then take them back to their cell. It’s decorated perfectly like a bedroom: down to a vase of flowers on the bedside table. The whumpee is gently guided to the mattress, and secured to medical restraints. After this, fancy cotton sheets are pulled up to their chin, and a night light is turned on. All the whumpee can do is cry - they’re in too much pain/exhausted to fight back. The whumper tries to shush and comfort them, but bedtime rolls around and the whumpee is finally left alone. Tears roll down their fever-blotched cheeks and soak into the pillows as they stare into the middle-distance. The small amount of pain relief is quick to wear off, and their night is spent writhing in uncomfortable agony beneath the comfort of the duvet. 

At six AM on the dot, the alarm next to the bed blares. Before it finishes its first round of bleeps, the door swings open and all hell breaks loose. The blankets are wrenched off, the whumpee is pulled from the bed and down the hall, and the pain begins all over again. The routine rinses and repeats for what feels like weeks on end: one moment the whumpee is the scum of the earth, and the next they’re the whumper's most prized possession...

When they’re eventually freed/rescued, the whumpee struggles severely with beds/alarm clocks. It takes them weeks to stop sleeping in chairs/on sofas/on piles of clothes in their closet. 

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Whump Prompt #1370

Whumptober #20: Shoulder to Cry On

This one is for the stoic whumpee: the character who keeps everything bottled up because everyone and the world comes before they do. It just does.

Getting their chores done is more important than dwelling on the past - as is planning the next mission/excursion/event. If they stop, the emotions begin to pile on, and that’s not a luxury they allow themselves. What kind of leader would they be if they couldn’t handle the thoughts in their own head?

They keep their discomfort pressed down. Even with one failure after another and mounting pressures from peers and the upper ranks alike, they still hold themselves together for the team. They plaster on a smile that doesn't reach their eyes as they try and inspire and lead their team to success. They try and give reassurances despite everything going wrong.

It's after a particularly trying couple of days, they find themselves outside at night. They sit in the cool grass, staring up at the stars. They're bruised and exhausted, but otherwise alive. They can sense the bubbling emotions under their skin, and they use every technique they can remember to supress them (taking deep breaths, plucking at the grass etc). Sadly, they are unable to prolong the inevitable as a friend sits close to them. Their arms brush and the stoic character allows their head to drop onto their shoulder.

"It's okay, boss." Utters the friend.

And the tears begin to fall.