#augusnippets day 17 resolving a misunderstanding

[abubblingcandle]

Augusnippets Day 17 - Resolving a Misunderstanding - Ted Lasso

Correspondence between Theodore Lasso (Manager of AFC Richmond) and Georgie Sutton (Manager of the Jamie Tartt fan club)

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Dear Mr Lasso,

I am afraid that you are going to seriously regret your decision to return Jamie Tartt to Man City!

As a recent Richmond fan I have watched your team be bailed out of problem after problem by the excellence of Jamie’s play and his bucket loads of a goals. On the TV you look so nice but it must all be a lie if you see one lapse in judgement and throw him away. You truly are the wanker everyone calls you.

I don’t know what Richmond has been thinking hiring you and allowing this madness to continue. I thought it couldn’t get any worse after George Cartrick but thank you for introducing me to a new rock bottom.

I’m looking forward to the last game of the season and seeing Jamie hand your ass to you on a platter. Maybe that will actually teach you something about how football works.

Georgie Sutton

Hello Miss Sutton

Firstly, thank you for your letter. I am always willing to accept advice and criticism particularly regarding any this beautiful game. However I have found in my experience that I respond better to constructive criticism and have a tendency to ignore other types.

I don’t usually reply to letters like this but you seem like a passionate and eloquent young woman and it would be wrong of me not to caution you about the risks of including personal information like your address in hate mail. That’s an avoidable risk if you want to share your incredibly heated opinions with others who might be less chillaxed that I am.

Secondly, as a Manchester based Jamie Tartt fan I would have thought that you would be pleased to see Mr Tartt returning to home shores. Jamie was an incredible asset to this club and he will be missed. I am not able to discuss the logistical wrangling of Jamie’s return but I’m sure he’ll do well.

Thank you for your impassioned letter

Theodore Lasso

Mr Lasso,

You do not have to worry about my safety. I would spend your time worrying about your own. I hear that the members of your own fanbase are using as many curse words as I am. I will defend myself and I will defend Jamie.

You parrot the media spiel taking no responsibility for your actions. YOU are the manager of this team. You are the one that told Jamie he would know what to do to fix this and then threw him aside. I am happy to have Jamie back in Manchester but curse you for the situation of his return.

Take responsibility for you actions and the impact they have on the children who you claim to protect.

Georgie Sutton (nee Tartt)

Dear Georgie

I do understand your frustration. I am a parent myself and would do anything to benefit my son. Jamie spoke fondly about you and your care about his happiness.

Because of that I will be honest with you. Yes I will admit I am new to this sport, I am new to the political ministrations and that fact that despite speaking the same language it sure doesn’t feel like it some times. But I do not have the power that you all think I do. I am truly sorry about Jamie’s departure as it felt like we were building something. I wish we did have more time with him on our side, I feel like I was getting through to him and we would be able to get the best out of him.

It was not my decision to send him home. I wasn’t him to stay. I am choosing to trust you here Georgie. Trust in your love for your son that this will not make the press.

Ted

Ted,

I wasn’t really sure what to say after your last letter. Your care for your team and for my son dimmed my anger. I redirected it at the AFC Richmond leadership instead and thought that I would never find the need to talk to you again. And I was fine with that.

But Jamie told me what you did for him. You had confidence in him when he’s at his lowest and no one would and for that I wanted to write and say thank you. I know he’s not the easiest player to deal with and he needs a hell of a lot of polish but thank you for giving him the chance to be happy playing football again.

I’ve put this letter in with some biscuits my husband made. Jamie said you have a thing about biscuits so hope you enjoy them. I’ve also put my email and phone number at the bottom in case Jamie needs a bollocking from his mum for his behaviour.

Thank you … again

Georgie

Ted: Your husband wouldn’t happen to mind sharing the recipe for those biscuits would he?

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Augusnippets Day 17: Resolution

cw: loss of a friend, grieving

for the @augusnippets challenge // word count: 659

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Monty could hardly believe it when everyone showed up.

It had been five years since the team was disbanded, and a lot could change in five years. He still kept in touch with everyone else, more or less, and they'd all seemingly adjusted well. Moved on, grown past the past.

But the team hadn't reunited because Monty had asked nicely. It was because everyone still felt the loss.

He certainly did.

No one had taken the time to talk about what happened when it happened; they were all a bunch of dumb kids playing dumb games, left to grapple with feelings too big to hold when everything suddenly got real.

Tom hadn't shown them the footage, but the way his voice shook when he told them what happened, the look on his face… Monty knew it must've been awful. And none of them had been able to stop it. None of them had been able to save him.

Sen was the first to show up. They'd all agreed to meet in the park. Near the facility they'd trained in, but not too close. 

“Hey,” he greeted them. “Been a while.”

“Yeah.” They nodded, their expression pensive, like they didn't know what to say next. Did any of them? How did you swallow something like this, even after so long? How could you have a team reunion when it was supposed to be five of you, not four?

Faye and Emery made their appearance a few minutes after Sen, hand in hand. They’d started dating after the team was discontinued, taking comfort in one another. Something about shared experience, about being one of just a few people who understood. Monty was glad to see they were still together, but he couldn't help the pang that came at the sight of them.

He could've been holding someone's hand too, if only…

“How do we start?” Emery was the first to speak, after the four of them spent a good several minutes in silence, staring at the grass where they used to take lunch breaks, or study, or spar.

“What can you say?” Faye murmured. “He's gone. There’s nothing we can do.”

“Only remember,” Emery offered.

“Remembering hurts.”

“Don't we owe him that much?” Monty’s own voice, thick with a tremor, almost surprised him. The others gave him looks he might've called pitiful, if they weren't all suffering the same loss.

“He was… he was always the one who pushed us to keep trying,” he continued. “Never just gave up and called it quits when things got tough in training. That's how I remember him.”

Sen nodded. “He would've made a good leader. I know we always said there was no leader, but it would've been him.”

“He didn't hold grudges,” Faye added with a short laugh. “I… I was kind of a bitch to him for the first month, and he still just… welcomed me into the group. Y'know. He was—” Her voice broke. She covered it with a cough. “He was a good guy.”

“He was a giant nerd,” Emery said. “Remember how much he used to talk about Dungeons and Dragons?”

“Oh my gosh, don't get me started—”

“He was always saying he'd run a campaign for us one day.”

“Remember the one story from his highschool campaign he always used to tell? About the rat in the cellar that just wouldn't die?”

“It just wouldn't die.”

Soon they were laughing past their tears, the somber air dissolving into recounted memories. It was better this way, wasn't it? How remembering was supposed to be?

“Maybe we should get a campaign started,” Emery said. “I can run it if you guys want.”

“Yeah.” Faye wiped away tears with the back of her hand. “Yeah, I think we should.”

Emery threw an arm around her shoulder. Sen joined in the hug, already crying again. After a moment, Monty joined too.

“Look at us, becoming nerds. I think Ander would be proud.”

[autobot2001]

The Problems Stress Causes

Author: Autobot2001 Genre: Fanfiction Fandom: Transformers Rating: E Warning: None Pairing: Drift X Jamie (OC) Description: The stress of Drift's current task causes him to yell at Jamie, something he's never done before.

Day 17; @augustofwhump: cramps @augusnippets - path of comfort; forgiveness & resolving a misunderstanding

Jamie has been dealing with cramping because of the annoying human female curse. Usually, she can ignore the pain, but not today. Instead of pain relief, Jamie wants Drift to make soup. She knows that won't relieve the pain, but that's what she wants.

"Drift, I—." "What do you want, Jamie?!" Jamie is taken aback by Drift yelling at her. Crosshairs watches her look at Drift, afraid, and run down the hall. "What the frag was that about?!" Crosshairs asks. "What?!" Drift asks, receiving a 'really?' look from Crosshairs. "Scrap. I'm sorry. The current task I need to finish has been stressful." "Apparently, while I've seen you frequently struggle with thinking positively over the last seven years, you've never expressed such anger or yelled at Jamie." "Scrap." Drift runs down the hall. Crosshairs worries about the mess Drift just created. He knows Drift yelling at Jamie is a shock to her and with what she deals with, it's not good. He needs to see she's ok. Crosshairs rushes after Drift.

Jamie lies on the bed, dealing with the cramping. Add that Drift yelled at her. The shocking part is that he's never done that before, at least not towards her. She ignores the sound of the door opening and closing. Drift sees Jamie lying on the bed. He knows Jamie has a stomachache. He knows it's caused by breakfast or human female issues. He lies on the bed and hugs Jamie. "I'm sorry." Drift knows his stress turned into anger that he took out on Jamie. He knows lashing out at anyone isn't good, but yelling at Jamie is a serious problem. He moves Jamie onto his lap and to the bed's edge. Jamie curls up on him. That bad. Drift thinks. Was she trying to tell me she thinks she's dealing with a medical emergency? Crosshairs has been sitting on his bed. Jamie's behavior also concerns him. He watches Jamie refuse to let Drift look at her abdomen. While being gentle, Drift gets Jamie to tell him what she wants to say. Hating, all she wanted was to ask him to make soup. Crosshairs sees the guilt on Drift's face as Drift hugs Jamie. "I don't have time to make my recipe, but we have canned soup," Drift tells Jamie, "and I can see about getting a treat later tonight." Jamie knows Drift's recipe takes a while, even if he's using leftover chicken, and longer if he has to cook chicken first. The two mechs bring lunch to the room. Jamie lies back on the bed.

While it's canned soup, Jamie still likes it. After lunch, Drift gives Jamie pain relief and a heating pad. He tells her not to leave the heating pad on for more than an hour and hugs and kisses her forehead before leaving. Drift still hates what he did, even if Jamie forgives him.

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path of hurt:

day 1: gaslighting/hypnosis/brainwashing

day 4: amputation/degloving/vivisection

day 7: waterboarding/drowning/choking

day 10: execution/fake execution/begging for mercy

day 13: drugging/poisoning/cannibalism

day 16: humiliation/dehumanisation/conditioning

day 19: collared/branded/chipped

day 22: captivity/recapture/tearful goodbye

day 25: intimate whumper/sadistic whumper/reluctant whumper

day 28: mind control/body control/betrayal

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day 5: drunk caretaking/concussed caretaking/feverish caretaking

day 8: reunion/found family/friends

day 11: escape/breaking the conditioning/safe and sound

day 14: toys/gifts/celebration

day 17: forgiveness/grace/resolving a misunderstanding

day 20: homemade meal/quenched thirst/favourite treat

day 23: massage/wiping away tears/gentle touch

day 26: nightmare/warm blanket/snuggling

day 29: singing/first words/inside jokes

bonus prompts: tending to nonhuman whumpee's nonhuman parts/protective caretaker/whumpee wearing caretaker's clothes

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day 6: car accident/plane crash/ship wreck

day 9: hypothermia/overheating/dehydration

day 12: lost/trapped/avalanche

day 15: food poisoning/starvation/throwing up

day 18: apocalypse/infection/self administered medicine

day 21: delirium/vertigo/hallucinations

day 24: animal attack/bear trap/land mine

day 27: migraines/chronic pain/phantom pains

day 30: self-harm/addiction/overdose

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[whumper-whimsy]

@augusnippets day 17

Forgiveness / Grace / Resolving a misunderstanding

Captivity, intimate whumper, past + future abuse, pet whump, carewhumping

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Whumpee had had a rough night. Whumper had taken them to some party where they'd been played with, manhandled, and beaten by Whumper's friends all night. Whumpee's body was all kinds of battered and hurt— he'd never gone through so much in one night.

Whumpee had just woken up, checking the clock Whumper provided for them in the basement and— fuck, he was up late!

Whumpee went to get to his knees, groaning in pain.

"Whumpee."

He yelped at the sound of Whumper's voice. "Whumper! Please, I- I'm sorry for being up late, I–"

"Shh, shh," Whumper soothed, lifting Whumpee up bridal style. "Oh, you look so sore... my poor pet." He pouted, shaking his head.

"H- huh? Aren't you mad?" Whumpee asked sheepishly.

"No, no. This is your first one of these, right?" Whumper headed up the stairs, carrying Whumpee effortlessly. "You went through a lot last night, and you took it like a champ. I'm proud of you, babydoll."

They reached the top of the stairs, and Whumper headed for his bedroom. Whumpee cleared his throat. "Uhm, t- thanks?"

Whumper's bedroom was a neat, cozy space. He had seemingly added a dog bed to one corner, with blankets and stuffed animals.

"You are allowed three days to rest up, pet. I understand you got pretty tuckered out." He placed Whumpee in the bed gently, clipping his collar to a chain on the wall.

"Now, dear, is anything broken?"

[whumplump]

Day 17 of @augusnippets

Prompts used: forgiveness / resolving a misunderstanding

Not used: grace

CW: hurt/comfort, tears, emotion

Caretaker stopped in front of the bedroom door. They knocked timidly, trying not to scare the poor cornered person inside.

"Whumpee, please open the door... Let's talk..."

They could hear the sound of the doorknob creaking before the door slowly opened. Whumpee had their head down, looking embarrassed. The tears were still flowing, and some were dripping onto the floor.

"I'm sorry..."

"Oh, honey, come here."

Caretaker wrapped their friend in their arms. Whumpee held on tightly and let all the sadness out with tears.

"I didn't mean that... It's not that I want to leave... Please don't leave me... I need help... I need you..."

Caretaker rubbed circles on Whumpee's back.

"I didn't mean that either. I'll never get tired of taking care of you. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry..."

The two hugged for a few more minutes. When they separated, Caretaker cupped Whumpee's face in their hands.

"I cry so ugly," the sad one said.

Caretaker chuckled. "No, honey, that's not true."

They held hands.

“I love you, Whumpee."

They hesitated.

“...I love you too, Caretaker…”

[missr3n3]

Augusnippets Day 17

forgiveness/grace/resolving a misunderstanding

fandom: @mustangs-flames hail true body (^ also source for the art) TW: referenced attempted murder, referenced gun violence word count: 372 @augusnippets

Mark wasn't sure how to feel as he wearily eyed the creature still mostly wearing his best friend's skin. Mostly, as the events over the past several days left his face marred with scars all over his eye and neck. Said eyes, dark and cat-like, were fixed on Mark, yet there wasn't a trace of predatory hunger. There lied the source of Mark's confusion: the mimic that killed his friend, that nearly killed him, was the one backed into a corner out of fear.

As if noticing Mark’s exhausted bewilderment, his eyes flicked from Mark to a silver handle poking out from under his jacket. He could only sigh.

“I'm not gonna kill you, if that's what you're worried about.” There were times when Mark somehow knew what he intended despite him never saying a word. Perhaps that was a quirk of his odd abilities. Perhaps enough traces were left of Cesar for Mark to find familiarity in his twisted copy.

“Me neither,” he replied, looking back to Mark with wide eyes.

“Is that so?” Had Mark not wanted to keep the mimic in his line of sight, he would've rolled his eyes. “Doesn't sound like the words of someone who pushed me off a building not too long ago.”

“I'm not proud of that.” Cracks showed in his fear, sorrow peeking through as his gaze drifted vacantly to the side. “I… I suppose the word is remorse. Despair. Somewhere in that spectrum.”

“You're not used to feelings, are you?” Given the slight tilt of his head, it seemed Mark took the words out of his mouth.

“Not before I met you.”

“Great. Like I'm not special enough.” Mark sighed, slumping into his chair.

“That's why I don't want to fight you. I don't want to… hunt.” Mark instantly perked up, gazing at the mimic halfway between disbelief and hope.

“Is… Is that why you did what you did at the church…?” The words almost felt like they weren't Mark's, though he was the one who said them. Said strangeness didn't make the words any less true. Mark's next words, however, were definitively his own. “I… I guess I should apologize for shooting you then, yeah?”

“As should I for killing you.”

[jamiesfootball]

Augusnippets Day 17

Prompt: forgiveness, grace, resolving a misunderstanding

cw: car crash, injuries, medical setting

Summary:

While Sam recovers in the hospital, Ola attempts to show care to someone he's been meaning to speak to for a while.

Sequel to this

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“He’s just come out of surgery… he’s still sedated… I’ll send you the room number… I’m sorry…”

“I really am sorry,” Jamie says again, some time later.

With no small effort, Ola tears his eyes away from Sam. His son’s arm and neck are braced into static positions. His blood – the majority of his blood – is not his own, but it pumps steadily through his heart all the same, sustaining the pulse below Ola’s fingertips. A large plastic tube helps him breathe, but it is a precautionary measure until he awakens from the anaesthesia. He is fractured, but he will mend. 

Samuel has always run cold, and Ola has spent the better part of an hour rubbing warmth back into his fingertips. Tracing with his thumb the wonderful lifelines across his palm with all the reverence and care of a fire that requires stoking.

His child is hurt, but he will recover.

The other child across the bed, however. The one whose voice broke when he delivered Ola the news about his son. The one who was holding Sam’s hand when Ola arrived, who pulled away suddenly when he noticed he was being watched, as if ready to be scolded.

The one who’d explained, in a voice hoarse from crying, how Sam had needed to be cut free from the vehicle.

This child is also hurt. Hurt and unclaimed, with no guests to visit him in the two hours that he’d sat with Ola next to Sam’s hospital bed.

Ola hopes that someone is coming.

“You do not need to keep apologising,” he says gently but firmly.

Jamie shakes his head.

“Maybe I do, though. Got a lot to apologise for, don’t I?” His fingers pick at the front of his hospital gown. “Or didn’t Sam tell you?”

Against the pale blue of the hospital gown, Jamie’s complexion is a worrying grey, from exhaustion and also from what Ola suspects is blood loss. Dark pockmarks of cuts scatter the left side of his face where the glass of the windshield must have exploded. His Samuel, under the oxygen mask, has a matching tattoo of the incident.

Like an afterthought, a bright white butterfly of medical tape holds closed a weeping cut over his eyebrow. Blood seeps through the heart of the butterfly.

“Sam tells me everything,” Ola answers honestly.

Jamie sucks in a quick breath. The hollows of his cheeks sharpen, and a shine floods his eyes. He drops his chin towards his chest, nodding as if this is expected.

Ola weighs his words with consideration for both the grief and love that the young man sitting across from him has brought upon Samuel; but the grief is a dead thing long since buried in the ground, whereas the love is alive and strong as the beating of the heart monitor.

Standing from his chair results in the unpleasant scrape of metal across the floor. With great reluctance, Ola lets go of Sam’s hand. He lifts the chair, bringing it around to the other side of the bed.

Jamie keeps his gaze upon his knees. He doesn't look up until Ola, seated, rests a careful hand on his shoulder. If Sam is cold, this child is an icebox, ready to thaw.

“Sam has told me much about you,” Ola whispers softly. “Including how lucky he is to have such a good friend in his corner. He cares for you very much, and I am sure if he was awake, he would also say that this is not your fault.”

A complicated expression crosses his son’s friend’s face, both wholly overwhelmed and distant, as if he’d prefer to retreat from the room than be offered any semblance of forgiveness or grace.

Pity for him, Ola offers him both.

[udaberriwrites]

A double drabble for @augusnippets' day 17!

Path of Comfort - Forgiveness/Resolving a Misunderstanding

Fandom: Scum Villain's Self-Saving System

Characters: Shen Jiu, Shen Yuan, Yue Qingyuan (mentioned)

Timeline: Cang Qiong - disciple days

Rating: G

“How do I forgive him?”

His brother’s gaze sharpens. A-Yuan isn’t a fool, even if he enjoys playing one.

It isn’t a bad strategy. The sheep of Cang Qiong trip over themselves if he so much as frowns. Shen Jiu would be envious, if not for the relief of knowing A-Yuan will be protected by the Sect’s full might if necessary.

Still, he doesn't care about the rabble. He only cares about one person caught in the orbit.

“You know he loves you too.”

“That’s not enough.”

“It wasn’t his fault.”

“That’s not enough either.”

It had taken months of pleading on A-Yuan’s part and pointed silence on his, but they’d finally worn Yue— Qi-ge down and made him confess the truth.

It hadn’t helped.

It only made guilt join the ugly tangle in his chest. He’s tired of being wrong about Qi-ge. Of forcing him to be a caretaker, a martyr, an enemy. He wants things to change.

But how?

“You don’t need to forgive him today. He’ll wait.”

“What if he gets tired of waiting?”

A-Yuan’s voice turns sad and knowing. “He’ll wait for you forever.”

He lets himself believe it, and the road looks a little easier.

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[when-jaguars-are-sick]

Augusnippets 2024

This event was so cool. I have always sucked at adhering to word counts, so I'm not sure that any of my prompt fills were actually >500 words, but I liked the challenge to keep them short. This event helped provide insight into different aspects of my character's lives, and I used it as a way to start introducing more of their dynamics and individual struggles.

I completed the Path of Comfort this year :)

Day 2: Julie (Hair care)

Day 5: Leo (Feverish caretaking)

Day 8: Colin (Found family)

Day 11: Keegan (Breaking the conditioning)

Day 14: Charlie (Celebration)

Day 17: Max (Resolving a misunderstanding)

Day 20: Jayden (Homemade meal)

Day 23: Alix (Wiping away tears)

Day 26: Jamie (Nightmare)

Day 29: Rowyn (Inside joke)

[howtowhumpyourhiccup]

Perspective

Summary: Written for Day 17 of Augusnippets 2024. Set in a Modern AU, Sci-fi AU. Mind Full AU. Astrid and her friends feel Hiccup's absence.

Warnings: Death mention, Implied/referenced Child Abuse, Conditioning

Rating: Teen and Up

Dead Dove: No

Words: 498

Prompts: Forgiveness / Grace / Resolving a Misunderstanding

Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon

Characters: Hiccup, Astrid, Heather, Snotlout, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, Fishlegs

Pairing: Heathstrid, Minor Hiccstrid

Author's Notes: A little whump for everyone!

Enjoy!

-XOXOX-

“Ungrateful jerk,” Snotlout growls as he punches Astrid’s punchbag.

“We saved his life! He would’ve died from heatstroke! We gave him a place to heal! Where he could be himself again!” He vents at his friends. “We gave him all of that and he went running right back to mommy!”

“You said it, Snotlout,” Ruffnut scoffs. Everyone is hurt by Hiccup’s departure. They gave him a chance and this is how he repays them. Even Fishlegs is hurt. He was working up the courage to ask him about Meatlug. Because when she’s not trying to kill him, she seems so sweet.

Granted, he didn’t leave by himself. Instead, Valka appeared with a small army of dragons. They were so afraid of Hiccup being the one to give their location away that they forgot about his Frightening Five.

Some of the Defenders, people, died when she came. Mala is in intensive care, where she’s fighting for her life.

Astrid sighs, wishing she hadn’t spend her last day under the same roof as Hiccup being angry at him over his eating habits.

“You can’t blame him,” she says mutedly from her bed. His abuser, his captor, showed up at their door and murdered with claw and flame to get him back. What was he going to do? Refuse the woman he’s been under the control of for five years after a three week break?

She caught their attention and at least Snotlout, Ruffnut and Tuffnut don’t agree. Next to her, Heather is suspiciously quiet, too. They expected him to put up some kind of a fight.

This is her room. She rises, her hand leaving Heather’s and instead dives into her nightstand. She pulls out a photograph and places it on her desk loudly, where Ruff and Tuff sit.

It’s a picture of their school’s Summer Games. Astrid, Snotlout, Fishlegs, Ruffnut, Tuffnut, with Hiccup in the middle. They’re shouting, fists pumped, two arms pulling on Hiccup’s shoulders in different directions as he holds a trophy in the air. It’s a chaotic photo.

The one summer they made an attempt to get to know him. The one summer they might’ve become best friends with him, just because he was put on their team. He was awkward and sassy, but they liked him. He got them their win, his plans unorthodox and fun.

“Don’t forget why we came here,” she tells them before walking out.

-XOXOX-

Later that evening, they find her training in the gymnasium. She didn’t want to punch her own bag and face them after their disagreement.

Quietly, Astrid turns to face them and Heather walks closer.

“You’re right,” she tells her. She got in this mess because her brother had grand ideas, but Astrid did because she heard her girlfriend talk about someone who fit Hiccup’s exact description, down to his freckles and the scar on his chin. Now that they’ve found him, they can’t just let him go. He’s a victim of Valka’s and he needs their help.

[honeycollectswhump]

Augusnippets Day 17

day 17: forgiveness/grace/resolving a misunderstanding

CW: implied past emotional abuse / scapegoat

Being on their knees, hunched over like in a prayer, felt almost natural to them. It was, after all, how they had spent most of their childhood, and most of their adult years too. There was always something to apologize for, something that was inherently their fault.

This was worse though. Because this was truly their fault. 

Without success, Whumpee tried to keep themselves from sobbing at the sight of the broken mug in front of them. Even worse was the sight of Caretaker’s unbelieving face, as she looked at the broken remains of her late childhood friend’s last gift.

 “Wh-why did you do this?” she stuttered and it broke Whumpee’s heart even further. Maybe they should worry about losing their only saving grace and being thrown out, but they could only think about Caretaker’s distraught expression and the fact that she was the last person on the entire planet to deserve this.

“I’m sorry!” They choked out, “Please, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to, I promise! I wanted to make you a coffee, and– and you know I get these tremors and– I’m sorry. It’s not an excuse, I know!” 

Finally, they breathed out in defeat as the tears overwhelmed them. “Please punish me as you see fit. I know I deserve it.”

Caretaker knelt down, to better look at the destruction Whumpee caused, they thought. But instead she just gently pushed the shards aside and cradled Whumpee’s face. 

“It’s okay, Whumpee. You’re okay. It was an accident.” There were tears in her eyes too. “I forgive you.”

It felt like a stone was lifted from their heart. For the first time, for the very first time, it was okay. And they would have gladly taken the punishment too. Instead, they felt their pulse speed up with an idea sneaking into their mind.

“C-can I try to– to glue the mug together again?”

Caretaker smiled, giving them a kiss on the forehead.

“I’d like that very much.”

@augusnippets

[angelic-writer]

(My) God's Not Dead - I'm Sorry...

Day 17 of @augusnippets

Prompts: Forgiveness/grace/resolving a misunderstanding

Fandom: Hail, True Body

CW: Allusions to a past argument, abandonment issues

"Ces?" Mark's voice cut through the sterile hospital room.

"Hm?"

He swallowed. Fuck, why is it so hard? He finally has his chance to apologize for the argument, to apologize for treating him like shit. Why is he stalling?

"Look, if you're going to try and tell me that I shouldn't leave you, that I should put my life on hold just because you didn't think ahead and all that shit-"

"I'm sorry."

It was only two words yet it cut through the air like a knife. Cesar blinked.

"W-What?"

"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things to you. I just- I-I thought you were gonna leave me. Y-You already have your whole life planned ahead of you and me? I have nothing. I don't have a fucking clue what I'm gonna do with my life after high school!" He ran his hand through his hair. "I just... I don't want you to leave me, okay?"

There. He finally said it. He finally revealed how selfish he truly was.

Cesar sighed. "Look, I... I'm too tired to even think about that right now... All this shit that I, well, 'talked' to you about before... Consider that gone now." He bitterly chuckled. "Guess you got your wish."

"But isn't that your dream? To go to college? Be a doctor and all that shit? Shouldn't you be more mad at me for that? I basically uprooted your life because I'm too much of a pussy to let go of you. A-And now you're here because of those freaks of nature out there, I... I realize that I needed to get it out there before it's..."

A warm hand suddenly grasped his cold one, gently squeezing it as a wordless command to not say anything else. Judging from his eyes, he didn't need to say anything more.

Although he didn't say it outright, he had already forgiven him. Deep down, Mark knew he didn't deserve it. Even though he apologized, that he had confirmation that Cesar didn't hold a grudge against him, someone like him didn't deserve it. He was awful, he was hurtful...

He was just like his father.

But just like that, Cesar had forgiven him. And for him, it was enough.

[autobot2001]

August 2024 Writing Materlist

Madterlist of writing for @augusnippets and @augustofwhump prompts. Mostly written in the Transformers fandom. Day 4 is written in the Halloween fandom. Five days are original works. I have noted the ratings and warnings. Below the cut.

Day 1: Beyond Her Limits August of whump: Gaslighting Augusnippets - path of hurt: Overexertion Rating: T Warning: None Description: A Drill Seargent gaslights Lily into running more laps, and pushing herself too hard.

Day 2: In the Crosshairs of Care August of whump: Cry for help Augusnippets - path of comfort: Platonic bathing Rating: E Warning: None Description: Crosshairs checks on Jamie and needs to take care of her.

Day 3: Chill of the Unknown August of whump: Freezing Augusnippets - path of whumperless whump: blizzard Rating: T Warning: None Description: A mission to investigate an energon signal turns into a search mission.

Day 4: In The Shadows August of whump: Scream Augusnippets - path of hurt alt: stalked Rating: T Warning: Killing Description: Michael stalks his target before killing them.

Day 5: Love and Care August of whump: Ache Augusnippets path of comfort: Feverish caretaking Rating: E Warning: None Description: Drift takes care of Jamie, concerned about her fever. Continued from day 2.

Day 6: Deadly Intersection August of whump: Confusion Augusnippets - path of whumperless: car accident Rating: E Warning: None Description: A driver speeding through a red light causes an accident.

Day 7: Medical Emergency August of whump: Collapse Augusnippets path of hurt: Choking Rating: E Warning: None Description: Veronica's stress being around Sunstreaker causes her to have an asthma attack.

Day 8: The Anger They Feel August of whump: Trap, attack Augusnippets- path of comfort: Friends, found family Rating: T Warning: Talk of poor mental health Description: Seeing how upset Jamie is, a few Autobots and two human friends rant about her situation and hate that there's little they can do to help.

Day 9: Role Reversal August of whump: Role reversal Augusnippets - pat6h of whumperless whump: Dehydration Rating: E Warning: None Description: Drift is dehydrated, and Crosshairs takes care of him.

Day 10: Stopping a Plot to Kill August of whump: Secret Augusnippets - path of hurt: Begging for mercy Rating: T Warning: None Description: Sunstreaker intrudes on a soldier, talking about a plan to kill Jamie.

Day 11: Locked Out August of whump: Locked out Augusnippets - path of comfort: Safe and sound Rating: E Warning: None Description: Jamie is accidentally locked outside.

Day 12: Memories of The Past August of whump: Anger Augusnippets - path of whumperless whump: Flashback Rating: T Warning: None Description: A group of soldiers targeting Jamie brings back memories.

Day 13: Killing in Front of an Audience August of whump: Wittness Augusnippets path of whump: forced to watch. Rating: T Warning: Killing Description: Austin has an opportunity to kill his next target and scare people.

Day 14: Unexpected Issue August of whump: Darkness, alone Augusnippets - path of comfort: Gifts, celebration Rating: T Warning: Poor mental health, self-depicting thoughts Description: Jamie's close friends plan a weekend to celebrate her birthday. Plans are quickly questioned.

Day 15: Headache August of whump: Salt in the wounds Augusnippets - path of whumperless whump: starvation & throwing up Rating: T Warning: Poor eating habits Description: Jamie has a headache from not eating for a long period.

Day 16: Taking The Verbal Attacks Further August of whump: Dread Augusnippets - path of hurt: Dehumanization Rating: T Warning: Verbal abuse, dehumanization Description: A soldier yet again targets Jamie. Deciding this time to dehumanize her.

Day 17: The Problems Stress Causes August of whump: cramps Augusnippets - path of comfort: forgiveness & resolving a misunderstanding Rating: E Warning: None Description: The stress of Drift's current task causes him to yell at Jamie, something he's never done before.

Day 18: The Unforeseen August of whump: infection Augusnippets - path of whumperless whump; unavoidable Rating: E Warning: None Description: Jamie ends up sick with bronchitis.

Day 19: Hoffrm Danger August of whump: mistake Augusnippets - path of hurt: chipped Rating: E Warning: None Description: Jamie believes she is getting a cold until Crosshairs notices her red and swollen throat. The discovery of something more serious concerns the medics and Jamie's guardians.

Day 20: Drift's Guilt August of whump: Guilt Augusnippets - path of comfort: Favorite treat Rating: E Warning: None Description: Feeling guilty about yelling at Jamie, Drfit gets a treat for her.

Day 21: A Risky Move August of whump: Human shield Augusnippets - path of whumperless whump: Hallucinations Rating: T Warning: None Description: With Whumpee seriously injured, A decides the only choice is to be a human shield and distraction.

Day 22: Goodbye For Now August of whump: robbery Augusnippets - path of hurt: tearful goodbye Rating: T Warning: None Description: A gets arrested for robbing five homes after getting caught running from the fifth.

Day 23: A Misunderstanding August of whump: Fate Augusnippets- path of comfort; wiping away tears/gentle touch Rating: T Warning: Talk of poor mental health. Description: Crosshairs can't believe Drift thinks everything Jamie went through and still deals with is fate.

Day 24: A Terrible Accident August of whump: Humiliation Augusnippets - path of hurt: Land mine Rating: T Warning: Mention of being left to die Description: Whumpee struggles with their permanent injury after stepping on a landmine.

Day 25: Refusing to Participate August of whump: Insults, tear stains Augusnippets - path of hurt: Reluctant Whumper Rating: T Warning: None Description: Soldiers continue to target Jamie. This time, one is forced to participate.

Day 26: In the Quiet of Comfort August of whump: Heartbeat Augusnippets: - path of comfort; nightmare/warm blanket/snuggling Rating: E Warning: None Description: Things are quiet for a short period until Jamie has a nightmare about the earlier events.

Day 27: A Terrible Day August of whump: proof // memory // machine Augusnippets - path of whumperless whump" Migraine Rating: T Warning: None Description: Lily is denied pain relief when her headache bothers her.

Day 28: Betrayed August of whump: Abandoned Augusnippets - path of hurt: Betrayal Rating: T Warning: None Description: Betrayal happens while two spies are on a mission.

Day 29: Distracted By Anger August of whump: Broken glass Augusnippets path of comfort, alt: Protective caretakers Rating: T Warning: mention of poor mental health Description: Talking about Jamie's struggles angers Crosshairs.

Day 30: The Problem Continues August of whump: outcast, gift Augusnippets - path of whumperless whump: self-harm Rating: T Warning: Verbal bullying Description: While Crosshairs and Drift go out, Jamie is yet again bullied by a soldier. Crosshairs and Drift return to a grim scene.

Day 31 was a free day. I didn't write anything. I'm still counting this ecebt 100% completed.

[whumping-in-the-dark]

~Augusnippets~

day 17: forgiveness | grace | resolving a misunderstanding

@augusnippets

CW: implied past abuse

Theo is a free-use/stand-in/generic whumpee and does not belong to any specific story.

"You didn't... mean to leave me behind?" Matthew looked up at him, eyes as wide and innocent as they were the first time he saw them.

"No, Mattie. How could I ever do that? They- Walter had just bursted into the compound and knocked me out before carrying me to safety... guess he was being overtly cautious in case I was drugged or something but the point is-"

Matt shook his head. "You don't need to justify it any further. I believe you."

Theo's heart ached for the kid. Despite all that he had gone through thanks to that bastard, he had still come out a gentle and forgiving soul from the other end.

"Come here?" Theo softly asked, tears shining in his eyes.

Matt nodded a fraction, slowly walking up to him. There was an awkward pause for a moment, before the two let themselves hug each other. It was hard not to think of Marlon's nauseating touch against their skin, but a hug... was a symbol of affection so pure, even he could not take it away from them.

[whumplump]

Augusnippets works Masterlist

Doing this just to be organized.

Path of HURT:

Day 1 - Gaslighting

Day 4 - Vivisection

Day 7 - Drowning

Day 10 - Execution / begging for mercy

Day 13 - Drugging, poisoning

Day 16 - Humiliation, conditioning

Day 19 - Collared, branded

Day 22 - Captivity, recapture

Day 25 - Intimate whumper, stalked

Day 28 - Mind control, body control

Path of COMFORT:

Day 2 - Platonic bathing

Day 5 - Drunk caretaking, feverish caretaking

Day 8 - Reunion / found family / friends

Day 11 - Escape / safe and sound

Day 14 - Toys, gifts, celebration

Day 17 - Forgiveness, resolving a misunderstanding

Day 20 - Homemade meal

Day 23 - Gentle touch, protective caretaker

Day 26 (1) - Warm blanket, snuggling

Day 26 (2) - Tending to non-human Whumpee's non-human parts, phantom pains

Day 29 - First words

Path of WHUMPERLESS WHUMP:

Day 3 - Blizzard

Day 6 - Car accident / plane crash / shipwreck

Day 9 - Hypothermia, dehydration

Day 12 - Lost

Day 15 - Food poisoning / starvation / throwing up

Day 18 - Infection / self administered medicine

Day 21 - Delirium, hallucinations

Day 24 - Medical complications

Day 27 - Chronic pain

Day 30 - Self harm, addiction

Day 31 (bonus day)