#WoW hector

[ixirian-archive]

worlds of wonder talking animatronic toy collection photoshoot

[sealrock]

because @thefrostflower 's tags wouldn't leave my head

[larachelledrawsfe]

A classic!

[lusxnei6]

Brotherhood Headcanon (rapunzel series)

my original Headcanon for the brotherhood logo is that Adira, Hector and Quirin wanted to draw something INSIDE the circle

but they couldn’t think of what

so then hector got mad and scratched the logo they were designing bc rage™

But Adira and Quirin saw it and were like chill with it bc it looks badass

So they presented it to Edmund

And the badass brotherhood logo was born ✨✨

Then they got mind controlled….

[beevean]

I usually understand why popular characters are popular, even if I can't stand them, but this one case still confuses me and enrages me.

There is nothing to like about N!Isaac. Everything remotely interesting he has was stolen from Hector and done poorly to boot.

[no1tolerateitfan]

my one goal in life is to marry hector fort

[tildeathiwillwrite]

Watcher and Apprentice, Part 2

(The Watcher and the Thief, Chapter 1 Scene 2)

WoW Birthday Whump Day 15: "I'm Sorry."

Whumpril Day 14 (Urgent Care)(kind of), Day 19 ("I need you")

WoW Birthday Whump Event Prompts List

Whumpril Prompts List

Tales from Valaria Masterpost

part 1

TW: stitches mention, wounds mention, blood mention, anger

Context: Hector has gotten Luc back to the blockade. Now he waits outside the medical tent, wondering if his apprentice will survive.

Aaaaand that's a wrap for this whump event! Thank you so much to @whumperofworlds for all the prompts! I will continue to participate in Whumpril, so stay tuned for more of that.

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“You’re going to kill the grass if you keep pacing like that.”

Hector paused mid-step and glared at the nearby elf, who sat cross-legged outside the medical tent, polishing his silver daggers. “By the depths, de Silv, he just got attacked by a magician, of all things!”

“True,” the elf replied. His hands were busied with the daggers, but his eyes, sharp as the blades, were fixed on Hector. “And I’m as concerned about that as you are concerned about your apprentice.”

“Then excuse me if I’m a little restless!” Hector snapped. He began pacing again, hands clasped firmly together behind his back. They'd gotten back to the blockade in record time. Luc’s heart was still beating when he’d set the boy on the table inside the medical tent. Unfortunately, the healers, Silas and Ven, immediately kicked Hector out so they could treat him in peace.

Assholes.

Octavian sighed, sliding his daggers into their sheathes. “From what I had glimpsed of your apprentice’s injuries, I am certain that, despite the blood loss, he should make a full recovery.”

“I’ll be sure to keep your professional opinion in mind.”

A series of shrill whistles echoed throughout the camp. One short whistle, one long whistle, pause. Two long whistles, one short whistle. Hector froze, mentally translating the code. A-G. It wasn’t the alert for a sang attack, three short whistles in quick succession. So what did A-G mean?

Octavian rose to his feet, the ghost of a smile on his face. “My presence is requested. I wish your apprentice a swift recovery.” The elf bowed his head to Hector and departed.

Ah. Ag was the alchemical abbreviation for silver. De Silv. It was a clever, if strange, bit of code. Why did de Silv have a signal to himself?

Before Hector could dwell on it further, one of the healers, Ven, emerged from the medical tent. “Watcher, you may enter. We have something we must discuss.”

Hector raised an eyebrow but did what he was told, following Ven inside. He breathed an audible sigh of relief when he saw Luc conscious, sitting on the table as Silas finished wrapping bandages around his torso. The healer nodded to Hector as he entered. “Watcher.”

“Silas. You need to talk?”

Both healers glanced at each other for a brief second. Silas gave a slight nod, and Ven turned back to Hector, her expression grim. “His injuries are superficial. We should have been able to close them without stitches. But even with stitches, the skin refuses to heal itself. The blood won’t even clot. We’ve never seen anything like it, even from runes.”

Hector gritted his teeth, eyes on his apprentice. Luc’s face still hadn’t regained its color, but he seemed alert enough. “What are you saying?”

“The wound is cursed,” Silas said softly, “the runes make it so his body can’t heal itself.” He pointed to a bandage wrapped around Luc’s arm. “And it’s not just the runes she carved into his skin that won’t close.”

“Our methods accelerate the body’s natural healing process,” Ven clarified, eyes downcast, “but we can’t do anything if the blood won’t clot. I’m sorry, Watcher.”

Hector stared at them for a long moment as he tried to process their words. His wounds won’t heal? A rune could do that? The full implications hit him like an arrow fired at full draw, and he swore vehemently, slamming his fist into the table.

The healers flinched back at his outburst. “It… it is possible that the rune is only slowing his healing,” Silas ventured, “given time, he might recover.”

“Might? Might?!” Hector barked a harsh laugh, trying to stomp his rising fury before he lashed out further. “You just told me he’s going to slowly bleed out! If infection doesn’t get him first!” He ran his hands through his hair. “Luc, your mother is going to kill me when she finds out about… about how….”

He trailed off. No need to say the last part of that sentence.

“May we speak alone, please?” Luc asked softly. Ven and Silas glanced at each other before quickly leaving the tent. Hector and Luc were left in silence for several moments.

“It’s not your fault,” Luc said. Hector opened his mouth, but Luc held up a hand. “No. You couldn’t have known this would happen. No one could.”

Hector sighed. Unfortunately, he was right. “I just… is there really nothing more they can do for you? Are we just supposed to wait and see if your wounds close on their own?”

“I don’t plan on it. They’re planning on sending me back to Caenum to recover. Apparently they’re sending a messenger to the Draigo, to get someone to track down the magician.”

“Good,” Hector muttered, “she deserves to be brought to justice. Shame I couldn’t do it myself.” As he finished speaking, the first part of Luc’s response registered. “Wait, what do you mean ‘you don’t plan on it’?”

His apprentice inhaled slowly, steeling himself for what he was about to say. That was never a good sign, coming from Luc. He only did that when he was about to suggest something completely—

“I’m going to find a magician to reverse the curse.”

There it was.

Hector took a few deep breaths and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I want you to repeat that, except this time actually pay attention to what comes out of your mouth.”

“It’s not going to be the same magician!” Luc retorted as if that made the idea any better. “One of the wandering magicians from around Zariya or Valdove, one who we know for a fact isn’t a sang-hunting serial killer.”

“Do I have to spell out for you just how bad of an idea this is?” Hector started pacing the length of the tent. His apprentice was already responsible for several gray hairs on his head and seemed intent on giving him more. “No. Absolutely not. We’re going back to Caenum—”

“Where I can slowly bleed out? Or let my wounds get infected?”

Hector paused and glared at Luc, but the boy continued talking. “If we go back to Caenum, I will die. We haven’t seen a magician there in years! But if we seek out someone like… I don’t know… Qila Scoria? She might be able to undo the runes.”

“You’re insane.”

“Do you have a better idea?”

Hector sighed. “No.”

“So it’s viable?”

Hector fixed his apprentice with a flat stare. “It’s viable… but if your wounds get worse, we’re going back to Caenum. Are we clear?”

Luc grinned. “Clear as glass.”

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[thegirlinthecher]

'Elizabeth Swann can't simply live on land as a mother and wife, she's a pirate!' and 'All Elizabeth Swann wanted to do was marry Will!' are opinions that can and do co-exist because our cringe fail princess has been failing upwards from the start to become the captain of the Singaporean pirate fleet, subsequently Pirate King and then wife of the captain of the Flying Dutchman; imposing our own narrative on her is what's backwards and our girl loser can literally do and achieve anything

[thewhizzyhead]

wait so like, I'm just checking out more of Epic The Musical and like,,,is "Just A Man" aka a song that establishes Odysseus' tragic character and the beginning of his many dilemmas and hardships starting with being commanded by Zeus to kill Hector's infant child,,,is thAT SONG with all the spirit of all the penultimate acts both thematically and musically,,,IS THAT REALLY SUPPOSED TO BE THE SECOND SONG OF THE MUSICAL? because damn. that's quite a bold introduction. i'm intrigued.

[thirdsonofeve]

What if the twins had been a bit more thorough searching for Nacho in that oil tanker tho just immediately cutting to nacho still covered in oil and marco & leonel both have black hand prints all over their clothes and lipstickesque marks on their faces

[ask-hector-and-isaac]

Pre-Lisa's death: Hector, what do you admire the most in Dracula? :)

He is a commanding presence. His very voice can make the strongest man fall on his knees. When he talks, I can do nothing but be enraptured. And his knowledge! I thought that my father was a scholar of alchemy... but his study were paltry, compared to the wealth of wisdom in Lord Dracula's possession.

And yet, he can also be kind, and compassionate, far more than any human. I see the way he treats Lady Lisa and Prince Adrian, as if they were more precious than all the gold in the world. He can love, and with such intensity: they are very lucky. And... I will always be grateful for allowing Isaac and I to live. The humans used to look at me with hatred for my curse, but he... he is proud of me. I would do anything to repay such generosity that I don't deserve...

[asclexe]

*me blinking at the last page* woabh…

[apollosgiftofprophecy]

5 and 8 question marks?

?????

ah we've hit another Hyacinthus one!

thankfully, it's fluffy. since it's him meeting Apollo and all lmao

nothing much planned for it right now but it's on the list!!!

????????

OH MY GOSH YES WE HIT THE ONE WHERE I (and Apollo) SCREW PARIS OVER LET'S GO

okay okay. this takes place right after Hector is killed and Apollo is just fuming. he obviously wants to - no, needs to get revenge on Achilles, and luckily he knows his one weak spot!

Unfortunately, Apollo himself can't kill him because (even with his many interferences with the war) an interference as big as that is gonna bring Zeus knocking with a lit thunderbolt.

so. what is our bloodthirsty god to do?

well you know who are allowed to kill mortals? Other mortals!!!

And Apollo quickly finds just the right one for the job - but it's not because of skill or anything like that, oh no.

You see, Apollo hates Paris with a burning passion. Paris caused this whole war to happen. He brought the war to Troy, Apollo's city, and now it's crumbling to the ground and his favored hero/lover is dead. Hector is dead, leaving his wife Andromache without a husband and their son without his father.

Paris, you see, is as good as dead in Apollo's book.

But how, exactly, will he screw the young prince over?

Well, there's always a give-n-take in mythology, correct? Nemesis at work and all - balance. Obviously, Achilles was gonna die anyway even if he didn't kill Hector because he as just way too powerful and was basically Greece's cheat code.

However, to kill Achilles, there must also be a give - and, in my humble opinion, I believe the price in killing Achilles is death upon the killer themself.

And Apollo, god of prophecy, acquaintance of the Fates, and respecter of balance knows this.

Paris is collateral in Apollo's mind. He brought this war to Troy.

So he might as well do something useful and bring about the beginning of the end, avenging Hector in the process, and spare the city some lives.

(even if that latter hope was extinguished as the Achaeans slaughtered every Trojan they saw in the invasion)

Because Apollo, you see, loves deeply and fiercely. Losing Hector is the final straw for him.

And he wants somebody to blame.

[humanmorph]

heard is such a keith character of all time because hes so different from any character keith usually plays and you can really feel him trying to stay in that role (serious, person with authority & willing to wield that, doesnt really show/give away emotions) & play it well and as a result heard comes across as someone so repressed its the best thing to me

[beevean]

🌻 (maybe something you haven't really had a chance to bring up here, but want to talk about regardless?)

nah, sometimes I feel like a NPC who has exhausted the whole conversation tree lol. I don't know what to say anymore unless prompted.

I guess I've been thinking about how much you can glimpse about someone from their art, especially writing

I know it's not a 1:1 thing, it's not a "if you like writing whump you're a violent person IRL" situation lmao. But I've been thinking about how I'm afraid my writing is growing stale - maybe not in style, at least I hope not, but how I get obsessed over a few concepts and I keep recyclying them because I love thinking about them and elaborating them, even though that makes my writing even more niche

so it's like. why do i like it? does it say anything about me? or it's just not that deep and has the same value as liking chocolate ice cream?

Maybe it's just discourse that makes me a bit nervous about being judged. And I never even went full unhinged on main :^)

[lizasweetling]

Wow!! I did not eve slightly spot the prior stuff as forshadowing a ghost boss!!

(and... I don't think this counts for my prediction that Hydrardyros was still alive in there. His bones are still on the floor. he might be alive after a fashion maybe?)