#angstpril day 24

[fanfictasia]

Angstpril Day 24

The Ghost Of You

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from The Sith Strike Back

“Are you okay?” Ahsoka queries, crouching in front of him.

Vader blinks, the question catching him by surprise.

“You keep acting… I don’t know. Weird. And it’s weird enough I was able to beat you.”

“It has been a long time since I last saw you,” he replies quietly.

“What happened to me? After – after this?”

“I – I do not know. I found your lightsaber not long after everything fell and I knew you survived but I do not know where you went.”

“We never saw each other again?” Ahsoka asks, biting her lip. He can see the lingering anxiety there and he can sense her longing. She misses him, what he was, but that’s not who he is anymore. He can’t be her Anakin.

“Only once. It did not end well.”

“What do you mean?”

“We fought.” For a moment, he’s half expecting to see the older her instead of the young one. He wants to hear what she has to say about it, to talk to her again, but this isn’t his her. Even if this is really the ‘her’ he remembers. It feels like he’s looking at a ghost.

Ahsoka’s eyes widen, something like horror flickering through her gaze. “I – I can’t imagine that. I mean if you were a Sith – I don’t know. I can’t believe this is the future.”

He’d say that too if he hadn’t been living in it for two decades. “You had reason to be angry,” he tells her, numbly. He doesn’t know what her relationship with that other boy there was, but…

Ahsoka leans forwards unexpectedly, winding her arms around him. Vader freezes only for a moment but pulls her close. She slides half into his lap and he squeezes her a little tighter. Never wants to let go. He can’t even believe what she's doing. He doesn’t even understand why. She knows that he is. But to be fair, she doesn’t know what he’s done yet.

“I missed you,” she murmurs, into his shoulder.

“I missed you too… Snips.” He ignores the way his voice is wavering as he says it.

[chaos-company]

Angstpril 2025

Hi everyone!

It’s that time of year again! We are excited to announce that we are hosting the event again this year!

All prompts, FAQs and rules can be found in the graphics and below the cut! 

Prompts:

forgotten

2. chronic pain

3. too little, too late

4. "i trusted you"

5. memory loss

6. holding back tears

7. "it's all my fault"

8. ignored

9. "i don't want your apology"

10. old ghosts

11. if things were different

12. insomnia

13. hiding their pain

14. "i failed you"

15. came back wrong

16. trapped

17. "i did it all for you"

18. truth serum

19. empty

20. fear

21. hopeless

22. sacrifice

23. terrible things

24. "it would have been fine"

25. mistake

26. accident

27. giving everything they've got

28. stolen

29. inevitable

30. "why me?"

Alt Prompts:

"did you even care?"

2. unable to help

3. collapse

4. paralyzed

5. heartache

6. "what have you done?"

7. shaken

8. major injury

9. depression

10. never again

Rules

All posted content must be your original content. The use of AI for creation of any kind is prohibited.

All tags must be utilized in order to be reblogged. NOTE: the mods are human beings, so not all works will automatically be reblogged, even if all tagging is correct.

Any art form is acceptable, including original writing, gif sets and fan art.

FAQs

“Do I have to create for all thirty days?”

- Not at all! Feel free to jump in whenever you’d like. This is a creation event, so create as much or as little as you want! However, if you want to be entered in the shout out post, you must participate in all 30 days.

“Can I post a creation after the day has already passed?”

- Yes! You’re welcome to post for a prompt day even after the date, just be sure to tag with which day and prompt you’ve created for! You will only be eligible for the shoutout post if you complete all 30 days within the month of April.

“What if I don’t understand/like a prompt?”

- We have a list of 10 alt prompts for you to choose from if you don’t like the main 30. Feel free to use our alternate prompts for any day, and if there’s any confusion send us an ask!

[kybercrystals94]

Sounds Like Him

Read on Ao3 here!

Angstpril 2024 | Day 24 | Prompt 24: Ghost of You

Rated: G | Words: 435 | Summary: Wrecker and Crosshair talk about their lost brother. | Character Focus: Wrecker, Crosshair 

Wrecker groggily wakes to the sound of sure fingers typing. “Go to sleep, Tech,” he grumbles, turning over in the pull down bunk to face the wall. 

The typing stops abruptly. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to wake you.” Crosshair’s voice. Not Tech’s. Never Tech’s. 

Tech is dead. 

Wrecker rolls to his back, stares at the bunk above him. “Sorry,” he says. 

Crosshair makes a scoffing noise. “What for? I woke you up.”

“I thought you were Tech for a second,” Wrecker says. “It just sounded…like he was here. The way you were typing. Haven’t heard typing like that since before.”

Crosshair is quiet for a few moments, and Wrecker isn’t sure he’s going to answer, and then, “Hunter types like a newborn blurrg’s first steps.” 

Wrecker barks out a surprised laugh, turning his head to look at his brother. Crosshair smirks back at him. 

“I missed you, Cross,” Wrecker says. “A whole lot.” He isn’t sure why he’s suddenly feeling sentimental, but the words need to be said. 

He misses Tech. Every day. 

But he also missed Crosshair. 

Every day.  

Crosshair blinks at him, smile dropping. He glances away. “I missed you too.” 

Wrecker sits up, ducking his head so he doesn’t hit it on the upper bunk. He leans forward, propping his elbows on his knees. “Did Omega ever tell you about Tech winning a pod race?”

A half shrug and a nod. “A little. No details, but I got the gist of it.” 

“You should’ve seen him,” Wrecker says, becoming animated. “He was the craziest racer there.” 

Crosshair chuckles. “You sound surprised.” 

“Nah,” Wrecker says. “Just proud of him.” 

His little brother hums. “I would’ve liked to see that,” Crosshair mumbles, looking down at the data pad gone idle in his lap. He pecks one finger at the screen, igniting it to life, but he doesn’t do anything else with it. “There’s a lot of things I should’ve been here for.”

Wrecker swallows, but only lets his silence agree. 

“Maybe,” Crosshair continues once the quiet between them has settled, “you can tell me what happened…with the pod race.”

Wrecker grins so big it hurts. Until this moment, he hadn’t realized how badly he’d wanted to share this story with Crosshair. All the details, even the ones he and Tech and Omega had carefully left out when reporting to Hunter and Echo. 

“Well,” Wrecker says, swinging his legs over the side of the bunk. “I’ll have to start at the beginning.” 

Crosshair rolls his eyes good-naturedly. “Well, that’s obvious,” he snarks. 

And kriff, if he doesn’t sound just like Tech when he says it. 

@the-little-moment @just-here-with-my-thoughts, less than a week left of Angstpril! But that also means less than a week until the end of the Bad Batch 😭 I'm not ready!!

And I'm posting this story before the second to last episode airs just in case it ruins me emotionally....eeeeeep!

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Day 5 - Memory loss

Event: Angstpril 2025 by @chaos-company

Fandom: My Hero Academia

Ship: Bakugou Katsuk x Izuku Midoriya

Rating: T

Tags: Old married men in love, 800 words

Age 60

The morning sun creeps through pale curtains, spilling across the floor. Bakugou watches Izuku stir awake in their bed, the frown already tugging at his brows before consciousness even settles.

“Where am I?” Izuku whispers.

Bakugou swallows. “Home. You’re safe.”

A pause, “…Do I know you?”

It’s been twenty nine days since the last spark of recognition. Bakugou forces a breath through his nose and nods, even if it stings. “Yeah,” he murmurs. “I’m your husband, dumbass.”

There’s something flickering in Izuku’s eyes. Guilt? He looks around the room like it’s a museum exhibit. There’s a wall of photos. A desk cluttered with journals. Sticky notes lining the doorway. Bright, hopeful. Desperate. And then there’s the one by his bed, in green ink. 

If you don’t remember, ask Katsuki. He’ll help.

Age 24

“You’ve been writing things down more,” Bakugou mutters, plucking the notebook off the nightstand. “You’re twenty-four, nerd. You really need a grocery list just to remember eggs?”

Midoriya blushes, tugging the blanket up to his chin. “My head’s just… busy.”

Bakugou reads the entry.

Lunch with Iida at 1pmText Mom backBakugou likes black coffee now! don’t forget.

“Damn right I do,” Bakugou mutters, tossing the book back into the sheets. He ruffles green curls and grins when Midoriya bats his hand away, flustered and smiling.

Age 51

“Can I go outside?” Izuku asks quietly.

Bakugou lifts his gaze from the journal, heart tight. “Not without me. You got lost last time.”

Izuku’s brows furrow. “I did?”

“Yeah,” Bakugou says, softer. “You did.”

There’s a flicker of frustration, the kind that makes Izuku rub his temple.

“I’m sorry,” he says.

Bakugou reaches for his hand, grounding him. “I’d rather find you a hundred times than lose you once.”

Age 27

The notebook habit only got worse. Or better. Depending who you asked.

Bakugou didn’t complain anymore, not when he found entire pages about him. Scribbled in tiny green ink:

Kacchan always takes his tea at bedtime. Kacchan gets quiet when he’s worried. Don’t push, just sit beside him. Kacchan said he loved me for the first time today. I didn’t say it back fast enough, and I think he thought I didn’t mean it. I’ll write it here 100 times to make up for it: I love him. I love him. I love him…

Bakugou had cried reading that. Privately. In the kitchen. Over fucking soup.

Age 57

Izuku’s handwriting is shaky now.

Bakugou flips through the most recent journal and sees a mess of half-formed sentences. Some pages are drawings.Of their house, their cat, a hero costume from years ago. But some are terrifyingly blank.

He found today’s entry.

There’s a blonde man. He looks sad when I forget him. He says he loves me. I might be crazy…but I think I love him, too.

Age 30

Midoriya stands in their bathroom, holding a toothbrush and frowning at it like it’s a math problem.

Bakugou leans on the doorframe, arms crossed. “You okay?”

Midoriya shakes himself out of it. “Yeah. Just zoned out.”

“You’ve been forgetting little stuff more,” Bakugou says.

Midoriya shrugs. “Stress, maybe. Work’s been…”

“Izuku,” Bakugou says, voice low, “you forgot your mom’s birthday.”

That shuts him up. Midoriya looks at the floor. “I wrote it down,” he says.

“I know,” Bakugou whispers. “But you didn’t check.”

Age 59

The sun rises like it always does. And like always, Izuku blinks awake.

He sees the man beside him, asleep in a chair by the bed, arms crossed, chin dipped down. His hair is a mess. His face is older than the boy in Izuku’s dreams. There’s gray at his temples now.

Izuku frowns. Then offers a wobbly smile, “Katsuki?”

Bakugou jerks awake. For a heartbeat, he doesn’t speak. Just stares. “You remember?” he breathes.

“I… I think so.” Izuku reaches out, fingers trembling. “You’re my husband.”

Bakugou grabs his hand and presses it to his lips, his eyes already wet. “Yeah, nerd. I am.”

Izuku looks at the photos on the wall. The cat curled on the windowsill. The green notebook by his bed. It has his name written over and over on the cover. Izuku Midoriya. You. You. You.

He looks back at Bakugou. “I dreamed about you,” he says softly. “I think I always do.”

Bakugou holds his face like he’s scared he’ll vanish. “Then come back to me,” he whispers.

Tears fall. “I’m trying.”

Age 20

Bakugou finds him asleep at his desk, head on a pile of notes.

He reads the top one.

Kacchan’s birthday: April 20. Don’t forget. You always forget. You don’t want to hurt him again.

Bakugou traces the ink with his thumb.

“Izuku,” he whispers, barely audible. “You never forget the stuff that matters.”

Age 60

The journal on the nightstand is open. There, waiting for tomorrow are the fresh scribbles.

I remembered him. I remembered us. Don’t let it slip away again. Fight for it. Fight for him.

Bakugou adds one line at the bottom in bold, jagged handwriting:

I will always find you, Nerd.

[solar-siren]

Angstpril 2023 Masterpost

A belated masterpost of my Tron Angstpril fics. You can also read them all on AO3.

Day 1 - Liar

Day 2 - Trust Issues

Day 3 - No Escape

Day 4 - “Why did you leave?”

Day 5 - Crisis

Day 6 - Abandoned

Day 7 - Sleepless Nights

Day 8 - Mind Games

Day 9 - Devastation

Day 10 - Sacrifice

Day 11 - Self-Sabotage

Day 12 - Confessions

Day 13 - Recovery

Day 14 - Cruelty

Day 15 - Lost In My Mind

Day 16 - “You Have to Let Me Go”

Day 17 - Running Away

Day 18 - Exhausted

Day 19 - Breaking Down

Day 20 - “I Can’t Go Back”

Day 21 - You’re On Your Own, Kid

Day 22 - Shadow of Former Self

Day 23 - Failure

Day 24 - “I Was Wrong About You”

Day 25 - Nothing Lasts Forever

Day 26 - Storm

Day 27 - Heated Argument

Day 28 - Loss

Day 29 - Cast Away

Day 30 - Lost Hope

[amamicorp]

Ah fuck forgot to post on tumblr again. Hi gang this is me here again with another fic for @chaos-company's Angstpril event. Same rules apply as ever: more fanfiction for Danganronpa v3's postgame in a virtual reality AU.

This post is for Day 24's prompt, "I Was Wrong About You," and features Kaito and Kokichi. Fun pair to have for that prompt in postgame, I think, and lets me dig into some of their own personal stuff they've had going on all month long. Fun fic, I always enjoy writing their banter, it went great. Hope you like it!

[newwwwusername2]

like a drug - euphoria (hbo) - rue & elliot

DO NOT REPOST! Will be ported to AO3 under the handle 'newwwwusername'

Whumpuary 2025 prompt: stuck in a loop Whumpuary 2025 community prompt: what do you take inspiration in? If this is specifically in reference to my fanfiction, typically my own emotions/experiences, but ofc a lot of my prompt fills take inspiration from the prompts themselves. When it's neither of those things, then it's just an extension on the media itself. Outside of fanfiction, I take inspiration from media I like and, again, my personal experiences/emotions. Angstober 2024 prompt: Self-destruction AUGUSTOFWHUMP'24 prompt: risk Augusnippets 2024: Path of Whumperless Whump prompt: addiction Whumpay 2024: 14 Days of Aftermath prompt: Unhealthy Codependency Angstpril 2024 prompt: The Night We Met Whumpril 2024 prompt: Bloodshot

It was late, and nearly the turn of a new year.

There Rue was, in a laundry room, at rock bottom. Sitting across from her was a boy she'd not noticed before, with bloodshot eyes, and plenty of cocaine in both of their systems.

Even then, the night they met, a voice in the back of Rue's mind (Was it her mother? Her sister? Ali? Jules?) told her that making a friend like Elliot would be bad for her, but she didn't care.

Elliot felt much the same, especially when she nearly died in that laundry room, only feet away from him.

But, like a drug, they couldn't seem to part.

I haven't had a friend in a while...

[autobot2001]

Away From Him

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: E Warning: None Pairing: Sideswipe/Sunstreaker Description: Sideswipe has had enough of Sunstreaker's ridiculous idea. He spends the afternoon out of the base and away from Sunstreaker. continued from day 24.

@chaos-company angstpril day 25; cold shoulder

Sideswipe knows Sunstreaker won’t drop his suspicion about Dylan. He knows Sunstreaker is protective of the few he cares about, but Sideswipe thinks this is excessive. Sideswipe goes to McDonald’s for lunch. He informs Drift but asks him not to tell Sunstreaker where he is. Sideswipe blocks his side of the bond and puts his phone on silent.

Sideswipe walks down the street towards McDonald’s. It’s a five-minute walk, and he’s in no hurry to return to the base. He’ll go to the park instead. He knows he can’t avoid Sunstreaker forever, but he’s in no mood for Sunstreaker’s ridiculous suspicion.

Sunstreaker is not pleased that Sideswipe left the base. He knows his brother is avoiding him. Drift is concerned about why Sideswipe is ignoring Sunstreaker even while knowing the brothers argue and their anger doesn’t last long.

Sideswipe sits on the ground by the pond. Ducks show interest in his possessions. “Shoo, you can’t have this. I know how dare I brought nothing for you.” Sideswipe laughs at the duck who quacked at him as she and two others waddled to the pond. He smiles, thinking about what would Jamie say the duck said. Hoping to remember to bring up a trip to the park to Drift. Sideswipe looks at his phone, expecting several messages and missed calls from Sunstreaker, but all the notifications are social media notifications.

Sunstreaker knows his friends would tell him to leave Sideswipe alone, along with asking why is Sideswipe ignoring him, which after Sideswipe’s reaction, he’d rather not tell them even if he’s trying to protect Jamie. He worries about how long Sideswipe will ignore him. Sunstreaker knows Sideswipe wouldn’t ignore him if the two were in battle, but Sideswipe will ignore him off the battlefield.

Sideswipe returns to the base at two. The two hours out was nice. He expected Sunstreaker to be in their room, working on art, as he has the day off and Lily is at school. Sideswipe sits on the couch, puts his headphones on to listen to music, and plays a video game with the video game on mute. He knows he can’t ignore Sunstreaker forever, but he’s not ready to hear Sunstreaker’s suspicion again. He knows Sunstreaker won’t drop it, especially when he thinks he’s trying to protect Jamie. Sideswipe doesn’t know that Sunstreaker is aware he returned. Sunstreaker looks at his brother, hating he’s still being ignored. Concerned about the duration, this may persist for days or weeks.

[fanfictasia]

Angstpril Day 24

Alt. Trust Issues

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from Acolyte

“Anything I could say would be pure speculation,” Anakin says as they approach Master Windu together. Rex is shadowing behind them, though they’ll be parting ways soon, now that they’re at the Temple again.

Ahsoka is admittedly glad to be back, too. She’s sore, and still tired. A long nap would be much appreciated.

“But we can’t deny there is a deeper meaning to this.”

“The Council has been informed on this situation already,” the Jedi Master responds, “As has the Chancellor.” Anakin’s hands clench tighter behind his back – Ahsoka senses as much as sees it. He’s holding his hands tight enough that it must hurt. He’s always nervous, uncomfortable around Council members.

“We need to act on this,” Ahsoka says, holding out the container Fives had given them, containing his and Tup’s removed inhibitor chips. “When Tup’s broke down, he turned on the Jedi. He would have no reason or motivation to do it. He thought someone told him to, and there must be some connection.”

“The Council will look into it,” he assures, “If you are correct, and there is a connection, we will find it.”

Anakin nods. “Thank you.”

“Leave this to the Council, Skywalker,” Windu adds. Ahsoka bites her lip to withhold protest. She trusts the Council, but she also doesn’t. They make mistakes, and she doesn’t know if she can trust them to make the right choice in something this big. The entire galaxy could be at stake.

“Yes, master,” Anakin agrees, and she senses his discomfort and disappointment, even if his posture doesn’t so much as twitch. He’s good at that – at hiding. It’s impressive, considering how much she knows this upsets him.

“For now, I am going to the Senate to speak with the Chancellor,” Windu adds, “I will address this upon my return.”

They part ways there, pausing to say a brief goodbye to Rex before heading deeper inside the Temple to their rooms. He’s from a different place, on a different level than them, like Anakin said. In truth, Ahsoka never thought about it until her master laid it out to her. And he’s right that Rex deserves better. All the clones do.

“How are you?” Anakin asks her.

She hums contemplatively. “A bit tired, but mostly fine. Give me a few days, and I’ll be back to normal.”

“Good. I have the feeling we’ll be needing that.”

Ahsoka does, too. She’s not sure why. But something is… wrong. Something terrible is about to happen, and she can only wait and dread to see what… whether about he Council, the inhibitor chips, or something else.

[ao3feed-danganronpa]

no heroes, no villains

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/kIzmVon

by Jimcloud

Kaito has been meaning to talk to Kokichi for a while, settle things between them. Let Kokichi know exactly where he stands.

Not as some hero, though. Not at the Luminary of the Stars. Just... just as Kaito. After what Kokichi has shown him, that's the Kaito that he deserves to see.

(Angstpril 2023 Day 24: "I Was Wrong About You")

Words: 1721, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 24 of Angstpril 2023

Fandoms: New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Momota Kaito, Oma Kokichi

Relationships: Momota Kaito/Oma Kokichi, Momota Kaito & Oma Kokichi

Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Killing Game Was A Virtual Reality Simulation (Dangan Ronpa), POV First Person, Introspection, Light Angst

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/kIzmVon

[chaos-company]

Angstpril 2024

Hi everyone!

It’s that time of year again! We are excited to announce that we are hosting the event again this year!

All prompts, FAQs and rules can be found in the graphics and below the cut! 

Prompts:

1. homesick

2. frozen

3. broken-hearted

4. longing

5. rise from the ashes

6. this isn’t going to work

7. bad dreams

8. lost battle

9. trust issues

10. phantom pain

11. no way out

12. a little too late

13. learning the truth

14. surrender

15. confrontation

16. cry for help

17. last chance

18. left behind

19. trembling

20. broken

21. faking a smile

22. drained

23. swept away

24. the ghost of you

25. cold shoulder

26. grief

27. panicked

28. never see you again

29. betrayal

30. the last time

Alt Prompts:

1. troubled mind

2. not strong enough

3. you were never mine

4. the night we met

5. mental scars

6. miscommunication

7. jealousy

8.rock and a hard place

9. emotionally distant

10. paranoid

Rules

All posted content must be your original content. The use of AI for creation of any kind is prohibited.

All tags must be utilized in order to be reblogged. NOTE: the mods are human beings, so not all works will automatically be reblogged, even if all tagging is correct.

Any art form is acceptable, including original writing, gif sets and fan art.

FAQs

“Do I have to create for all thirty days?”

- Not at all! Feel free to jump in whenever you’d like. This is a creation event, so create as much or as little as you want! However, if you want to be entered in the shout out post, you must participate in all 30 days.

“Can I post a creation after the day has already passed?”

- Yes! You’re welcome to post for a prompt day even after the date, just be sure to tag with which day and prompt you’ve created for! You will only be eligibile for the shoutout post if you complete all 30 days within the month of April.

“What if I don’t understand/like a prompt?”

- We have a list of 10 alt prompts for you to choose from if you don’t like the main 30. Feel free to use our alternate prompts for any day, and if there’s any confusion send us an ask!

[kybercrystals94]

I had such a wonderful time planning and scheming alongside my fellow writers, @the-little-moment and @just-here-with-my-thoughts, to complete the Angstpril 2024 prompt challenge. We each had 10 prompts, and I am so proud to say that we did it! 30 prompts in 30 days! (YAY!!)

**A special thanks to @the-little-moment for creating the beautiful banners we used to tie all our stories together!!**

I adore being a part of this lovely fandom community! I have met and continue to meet so many amazing people 🥰

Thank you for all the likes, kudos, reblogs, bookmarks, and comments!! They are such sweet encouragement to the creative soul! ❤️

*Find all 30 of our collaboration prompt responses here!!*

Kyber's Angstpril 2024 Master List

Day 3 | Prompt 3: Broken Hearted

Then & Now

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr) 

Rated: G | Words: 1109

Summary: Crosshair tells Omega about Mayday. 

[Character Focus: Omega, Crosshair] [Tags: mourning, loss, siblings]

Day 6 | Prompt 6: This isn’t going to work…

First Brothers

Star Wars: The Clone Wars / Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr) 

Rated: G | Words: 723

Summary: Late night conversations about first brothers 

[Character Focus: Rex, Fives, Echo] [Tags: Domino Squad mentioned, late night conversations, soft angst]

Day 9 | Prompt 9: Trust Issues

Trusted

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr) 

Rated: G | Words: 444

Excerpt: Crosshair doesn’t have any sort of cosmic power to keep his word. Wrecker clings to it nonetheless. He trusts his brother to the ends of the galaxy. 

[Character Focus: Wrecker, Crosshair, Omega] [Tags: sibling relationships, broken trust] 

Day 12 | Prompt 12: A Little Too Late

Sacrifice and Loyalty 

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr) 

Rated: G | Words: 562

Excerpt: The moment Hunter slips through the door, he knows something is desperately wrong. The needled talons of dread claw up his throat from the pit of his stomach. He tries to swallow it back, but it lodges tightly just behind his tongue.

[Character Focus: Hunter, Crosshair] [Tags: regret, missing scene]

Day 15 | Prompt 15: Confrontation 

Focus Up

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr)

Rated: G | Words: 816

Summary: Morning training does not end the way the siblings expect.

[Character Focus: Omega, Hunter, Echo] [Tags: training, bloody nose, sibling relationships]

Day 18 | Prompt 18: Left Behind

Teal Paint

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr)

Rated: G | Words: 1526

Summary: Memories left behind… 

[Character Focus: Hunter, Tech, Crosshair, Wrecker, Echo, Omega] [Tags: sibling fluff, soft angst, tattoos, armor paint] 

Day 21 | Prompt 21: Faking a Smile

Self

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr)

Rated: G | Words: 238

Excerpt: She is supposed to be happy.

[Character Focus: Omega] [Tags: reflection, memories, grief] 

Day 24 | Prompt 24: The Ghost of You

Sounds Like Him 

Star Wars: The Bad Batch

(Ao3) | (Tumblr)

Rated: G | Words: 435

Excerpt: “I thought you were Tech for a second,” Wrecker says. “It just sounded…like he was here. The way you were typing. Haven’t heard typing like that since before.”

[Character Focus: Wrecker, Crosshair] [Tags: brothers, grief, memories]

Day 27 | Prompt 27: Panicked 

Again 

Star Wars: The Bad Batch 

(Ao3) | (Tumblr)

Rated: G | Words: 446

Summary: Crosshair struggles as they approach the facility on Tantiss. 

[Character Focus: Crosshair, Hunter, Wrecker] [Tags: missing scene, panic attack, anxiety attack, soft Hunter, soft Wrecker]

Day 30 | Prompt 30: The Last Time

The Last Time 

Star Wars: The Bad Batch 

(Ao3) | (Tumblr) 

Rated: G | Words: 1562

Summary: Snapshots of the last times things happened.  

[Character Focus: Hunter, Tech, Wrecker, Crosshair, Echo, Omega]

[Tags: memories, humor, brothers, a touch of angst at the end] 

[ilonga]

angtspril day 24

prompt: Goodbyes

follow up to day 6′s Wandavision au

ao3

Once the battle is over and the carnage, for the most part, cleaned aside, Padme finds him by the steps of their home.

Luke and Leia are inside. They're still practically bouncing off the walls; playing the hero had been dangerous and scary for them, yes, but now they're just working through the adrenaline rush the fight had left them with.

"You're going to have to get rid of all of this," Padme says, her eyes roving over the picturesque city of Theed, now deserted of its inhabitants, "aren't you." 

He nods mutely. He doesn't trust his voice.

"What'll happen to it all?" she asks. He looks up; she's leaning on the side of the door frame, arms crossed, gaze far away. The sunset's rays give her a practically ethereal glow.

"It'll go back to the way it was before," he finally says. "Everything else—everyone else that wasn't here before will vanish."

"Including me," Padme murmurs. "And Luke. And Leia."

"Yes."

He has to do it, he knows. It's already started; at the borders of the city, the force-induced haze is already lifting. Now he's just here, numb with the anticipation.

He looks up at Padme. He's weak, he knows. If Padme opens her mouth and begs him right there to stop it, to keep the false reality running, to keep her and the children alive and happy—he'd do it. He'd do anything she asked.

But she doesn't. And he doesn't.

"I don't want to die," she says softly. "But my life, for all of theirs—that's not a fair trade." 

Yes. They both know that, by now. Besides, this reality was built on panic and loneliness and desperation. It was never built to last. 

"And she—" Padme's breath hitches. "The old Padme. Me before all of this. She wouldn't have wanted this either, would she?"

Anakin takes a shuddering breath. "No," he agrees. "she wouldn't." 

Suddenly panic grips his heart like a vise. "Luke—and Leia—" They'll be gone. Their children—they'll be dead. 

"They were happy," Padme says, voice breaking. "with us. That's all we can ask."

She sits down next to him and laces their fingers together. Part of him relaxes into the contact; another, smaller part of him holds back a flinch at the fact that it'll soon be gone. As if it never existed. Padme clears her throat. "Will you," she starts carefully, "will you tell my family for me? That I love them very much. And I'm sorry." 

"I don't know if they'd want to hear anything from me," he says. Jobal, Ruwee, and Sola had been. . . positively lovely, the first time they'd met, back when he was assigned to guard Padme for the first time. But now. . . "If we'd never been together, Palpatine would have never targeted you. You'd never have been killed."

"Not true," she says firmly. "They know me well. I probably would have gotten involved in the Delegation of 2000 anyways, and Palpatine would have been loath to let me live, lest I set a bad example for the rest of Naboo."

"I'll tell them," he promises, not quite sure he believes her. He'll make sure they hear her words, even if he has to get past slammed doors and roiling anger.

The haze is lifting now. Padme looks. . . slightly more faded. 

"Goodbye, Anakin," Padme says. Her face is wet but she's trying to smile all the same. She's afraid, he knows, of what comes next. He'd be afraid too, if he was in her place. About to face his death, to be wiped from the galaxy as if he's never even existed. 

"It won't hurt," he promises. "Don't be afraid. It'll be as if we're falling asleep."

She meets his eyes. "I'm not afraid."

I'm not afraid to die. 

Padme Amidala vanishes with the rest of Theed. 

[katwritesshit]

angstpril '24 day 7 — bad dreams

Summary : no summary today. too tired.

Word Count : 586 (this did NOT feel like 586. i feel like an ancient greek who just spent a year carving out a single sentence in a stone tablet.)

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Angelus was no stranger to bad dreams. Every so often, he would wake up covered in sweat and panting like a dog. It was a little embarrassing at best, but made him burn with shame that his friends saw him so weak at the worst.

He knew his friends had nightmares too. Yoshie would wake up crying and come curl up beside him some nights. Romaia had nights she wouldn't sleep just to avoid her dreams. Izz was more open about their dreams, talking to Angelus about them was therapeutic for them both. Cass never talked about nightmares, but Angelus had woken up to her in his bed more times than he could count.

He never judged his friends for these nights. If anything, they made him admire them more: how they carried on despite everything they'd been through and how it continued to affect them. 

Tonight was turning out to be ‘one of those nights’.

Angelus woke up from yet another nightmare, the third one this week, and Cass was lying face down with her arm slung over his chest. The weight helped Angelus ground himself and soon he was drifting back to sleep.

“Angel?” A soft voice echoed throughout the room. Thessalia.

“Mhm… What's up Thessie?” He mumbled, not wanting to wake up Cass or the others.

She paused. Angelus fought to keep his eyes open as she spoke.

“I… I had a nightmare. Could I, um, sleep here tonight?”

Angelus lifted his head to examine the length of his sleeping bag. With him and Cass in it, it was already pretty cramped.

“You're too tall.” He explained. “Won't fit.”

Thessalia made an offended noise and pointed to the ground beside her. Angelus tilted his head to the side and saw she had drug her own sleeping bag there.

“Oh. That makes more sense.” He said. “Of course, just be quiet.”

Thessalia smiled (or it looked like she did, it was too dark to tell), and Angelus fell back asleep quickly.

He was woken back up by a soft paw slapping his face. When he opened his eyes, Yoshie was crouched by his head, paw raised to give him another soft bap. Her pupils widened comically when he smiled at her.

“Why are you awake?” She asked.

“You hit me.”

She hummed and Angelus noticed there were tear tracks streaming down her cheeks. He reached up and stroked her hair a few times before patting the space between himself and Thessalia.

Yoshie smiled softly and curled up beside his head. Angelus checked that Cass was still asleep and rolled on to his side, ready to get back to bed. Instead, he was met with Cithrel setting up his sleeping bag.

“Nightmare?”

Cithrel didn't reply, but his movements slowed a little as he settled into the sleeping bag. 

Angelus sighed. It wasn't that he minded his friends slowly forming a massive cuddle pile, it was that he was going to end up on the bottom of it.

Slowly, throughout the night, Rona, Izz, and Romaia all ended up joining the pile. Rona curled up near Yoshie. Izz somehow managed to squeeze in with Cithrel. Romaia was sprawled out beside Thessalia.

Angelus was hit with the realization that his friends didn't see him as weak for having nightmares. No matter how much he thought it was true, the proof was right there. When they were at their most vulnerable, their weakest, they came to him. 

So maybe it was okay for him to go to them.

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End Notes : ending fell off sorry (seriously what is that last line) i was legit struggling to keep my eyes open

these r my dungeon meshi/dnd ocs except i know literally nothing about dnd and barely anything about dunmeshi sooooo yeahhhhh

[whumpcember]

Introducing Whumpcember 2022!

Everyone's heard of Whumptober or Febuwhump, Angstpril or Sicktember, but get ready for Whumpcember! Whumpcember is pretty much exactly like Whumptober or Febuwhump, except in December.

Whumpcember is born out of a love of monthly whump challenges but with zero time to complete them. I also want to complete these challenges, but never have the time! So I came to realize that, from an American perspective, December is the month I get the most time off. So, I decided to create this event for people who have too much time in December, but so little across the other 12 months. Of course, this is most definitely an American experience and not universal; so if you don't have free time during December it is still perfectly alright to participate! This event was just made to cure my December boredom, and anyone else's.

Now after that ramble, onto the actual rules:

Prompts should be answered with whump as the main focus (i'll let angst slide though, since it's similar enough to whump)

Fanfic! Gif! Text post! Fanart! Fan video! Any piece of media that you can possibly make that has whump counts!

You can use the prompts any time! Don't feel the need to rush

Though, prompts answered during December will most likely be reblogged

Post anywhere! AO3, Wattapad, Tumblr, or even Fanfic.Net! So as long as you make a Tumblr post with a link to the answered prompt it may be reblogged.

When posting onto Tumblr you can either @/ the blog or tag with #whumpcember2022 and the day's tag, such as #whumpcember2022 day1

Don't forget to add any warnings necessary, such as NSFW or sexual content

At the end of the month a masterpost will go out to all participants and a badge you can save stating that you are either a participant or completionist. In order to be on the masterpost though, you will have to fill out a google form at the end of month; don't worry it'll take two minutes!

I hope everyone has a fun time during the event! And if you have any questions shoot me an ask through the ask box!

(this is also my first year running this event, expect a hiccup or two)

Written Prompt List Below

-Main Prompts-

Day 1: Hypothermia

Day 2: Avalanche

Day 3: Storm

Day 4: Shortness of Breath

Day 5: “I hate you!”

Day 6: Separated

Day 7: Scars

Day 8: Faked Death

Day 9: Sacrifice

Day 10: “I won’t leave you”

Day 11: Clothing That Doesn’t Fit

Day 12: Broken Bone

Day 13: Fear of the Unknown

Day 14: Shaking

Day 15: “You’re A Monster”

Day 16: Bad Luck

Day 17: Icy Deep

Day 18: Betrayal

Day 19: Electricity

Day 20: “It’s Too Late”

Day 21: Self-Hate

Day 22: Closing In

Day 23: Stumbling

Day 24: Anticipation

Day 25: “Shouldn’t You Be Happy?”

Day 26: Free Falling

Day 27: Crash Landing

Day 28: Explosion

Day 29: Failure

Day 30: The End Is Nigh

Day 31: Slow Healing

-Alts-

Alt 1. Nightmares

Alt 2. Desperation

Alt 3. Deal With The Devil

Alt 4. Accidental Injury

Alt 5. “I Won’t Help You”

Alt 6. Revenge

Alt 7. Lashing Out

Alt 8. Secrets

Alt 9. On The Run

Alt 10. “I Would Die For You”

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Angstpril 2023 Masterpost

Day 1: Liar (featuring Alexei Wilder)

Assassin whump, sci fi, superhero world.

Day 2: Loss of Control (featuring Cerus)

Fantasy, villain/royalty whump.

Day 3: No Escape (featuring Cerus)

Fantasy, villain/royalty whump.

Day 4: "Why Did You Leave?" (featuring Alexei)

Assassin whump, superhero setting

Day 5: Serious Injury (featuring Cerus)

Fantasy, villain/royalty whump

Day 6: Abandoned

Villain whump, heroes and villains.

Day 7: Sleepless Nights (featuring Alexei)

Assassin whumpee, imprisonment.

Day 8: Mind Games (featuring Alexei)

Assassin whumpee, noncon caretaking.

Day 9: Devastation (featuring Cerus and Tansy)

Villain/royalty whump. Fantasy.

Day 10: No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (featuring Judd)

Apocalypse whump, defiant whumpee.

Day 11: Self-Sabotage (featuring Lex)

Assassin whump, superhero setting. Creepy whumper.

Day 12: Confessions (featuring Lex)

Assassin whump, superhero setting.

Day 13: Recovery (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, superhero setting.

Day 14: Cruelty (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, whumper POV.

Day 15: Lost in My Mind (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, heroes and villains.

Day 16: "You Have to Let Me Go" (featuring Rhys)

Non-human whumpee, lab whump.

Day 17: Running Away (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, heroes and villains.

Day 18: Exhausted (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, heroes and villains

Day 19: Breaking Down (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, prison setting

Day 20: Burn (featuring Lex and Akeela)

Assassin whumpee, raging against the system lol

Day 21: No One's Coming to Save You (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, heroes and villains

Day 22: Shadow of Former Self (featuring Cerus)

Royal/villain whump, fantasy setting

Day 23: Failure (featuring Rhys)

Lab whump, nonhuman whumpee

Day 24: Trauma (featuring Cerus)

Royal/villain whump, wound cleaning

Day 25: Nothing Lasts Forever (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, more rage against the machine

Day 26: Storm (featuring Markus)

Villain whumpee, even more rage against the system

Day 27: Til Death Do Us Part (featuring Lex)

Assassin whumpee, possessive whumper

Day 28: Trust Issues (featuring Cerus)

Royal/villain whump, recovery.

Day 29: Mistake (featuring Cerus)

Royal/villain whump

Day 30: Lost Hope (featuring Melchior)

Whump art