#ruin x trauma

[tsbs-shipfessions]

So, i have passed through the crack ship isle many times already, and i've made a list of some crack ships that i've found on you blog and other weird places cough* Tik tok and AO3 cough*.

Here it is, the crack ship list:

Sun x Skibidi Toilet

Sun x Therapy

EaPs!Sun x Bleach ( He's addicted)

Moon x Waking Stick (I literally read a fanfic with this tag )

Moon x Sandwiches (You know what they say, "Never give up on love")

Solar x His Wrench

Lunar x Spigspot

Earth x Her office (Actually, never saw it anywhere, just thought it would be funny)

Ruin x Lorax

Ruin x Trauma

Eclipse x The star (It was a really toxic relationship)

That's all I could collect for now.

This fandom is an enigma.

[ohrackham]

what was the point of lila thinking home was a feeling she didn't deserve and could never earn until she found diego. what was the point of them finding deep, meaningful love in each other. what was the point of lila opening her heart and confessing that all she really wanted was a family with him.

what was the point of developing diego and lila over two seasons, creating such a beautiful, chaotic bond, just to destroy it for no reason.

[the-muffin-master]

"Since the Netherbrain fell, you and Astarion have seen more of Faerûn than you ever thought possible. One night, he tells you that these last six months of happy memories are the counterweight to two hundred years of misery."

idk what's up with my obsession with drawing astarion being happy and cared for but I'm sure it's not gonna come up in therapy. AFFECTION BEAM!!!!

[evilasiangenius]

It was a hard and cold winter. The roads were blocked and the Tamesis froze over, stopping trade by boat, though Londinium stayed miraculously fed due to some human ingenuity with sure-footed ponies and sleds. When the snow piled up, Aziraphale and Crowley took turns (depending on the time of day) clambering up onto the top of the house and scraping the snow off the terracotta-tiled roof to keep it from collapsing under the weight of the snow. Much of the rest of the ruined structure collapsed further from the heavy snows, and there were a few days of discussion and serious calculation as to whether or not the existing room would hold.

In the bleak midwinter, the two angels, fallen and otherwise, moved big warped beams of frozen fungus-riddled wood from the wreckage and ruins of the rest of the house to prop up what still remained.

When they weren’t trying to keep the house together, they stayed indoors near the hearth. Crowley regularly braved the ice to go hunting or fishing to supplement the cache of supplies that Aziraphale had managed to gather before the freeze and the cat followed the demon on the hunt for scraps from the slaughter. For a few weeks Aziraphale had made noises of concern about Crowley overfeeding the cat until she birthed a litter of six kittens, all black save for one incongruous orange kitten.

Aziraphale made a third patchwork cushion for the cat and her family. He ground grain for bread and kneaded the dough. He made pots and pots of soup. When Crowley brought back fish, Aziraphale roasted fish on the hearth which were so often stolen by the one-eyed black cat that Crowley ended up having to catch an extra one every time just for the growing family.

They ate wrinkled apples slightly shriveled with age. Aziraphale bought sacks of wool from a carder and spun clouds of naturally white, gray, and black fiber into individual sets of thread. The angel knitted naturally black wool stockings that the demon wore to keep his feet warm, and eventually with Crowley’s help, designed and built a loom to weave cloth. While Crowley distracted the kittens to keep the bumbling little bun-shaped beasts from wrecking the wool, Aziraphale made a big monochromatic tartan blanket for the bed that the angel never used.

They spent long winter nights giving the creaking ceiling nervous glances before Crowley went up in the stormy moon-stained dark to scrape off accumulating snow before returning to the heated embrace of the tartan blanket that Aziraphale had ready to wrap him in, and the gentle kiss of a cup of heated water flavored with a few drops of wine and no spices that Aziraphale had ready for him to drink.

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[holydrakes]

I'm starting to like Momokarun now and they def got the SoMa vibes but I still feel it's pretty ironic that I felt the romantic chemistry between Soul and Maka in the early episodes of Soul Eater more than I do between Momo and Okarun in the early eps of Dandadan. They felt more like budding besties, but that had to do with them literally had just met each other I suppose. While SoMa started the story already being friends since who-knows-when and there are hints of some sexual tension already (like why the hell did Maka have to compare Soul's fake betrayal with her dad's cheating and Soul just going along with it?)

With Momokarun they're still tryna be friends first. But it's just weird that Dandadan didn't really start off to me looking like it'd be a romcom (I feel like the first ep works fine as a setup for just a male-female buddy story) while I struggle to see Soul Eater's first ep as a setup for a mere buddy story when you have stuff like them having a dramatic break up scene and blurring the line of their supposed close friendship by suggesting that their partnership would not work if one is romantically involved with other people and Maka blushing after Soul said that cheesy ass 'cool guys don't cheat on their partners'. Jeez. What the hell.

That said, I still like Momokarun and I can just think of them as 'Soma but they actually got to be the stars of a romcom instead of being stuck in another Friendship-is-Magic-romance-is-gross shonen'

[themintman]

My opinions on some ships and characters 😼😼😼

Ill explain some stuff in the tags if yall are curious hehe ALSO IN THE REBLOGS. TUMBLR SILENCED ME 😔💔

Template by @stervil !!!

[carefulfears]

thinking about "you have a life" / "i don't know what i have" + "what do you want, dana?" / "i want everything that i should want at this time of my life" + the perceived shame in scully's loss of normalcy... "unlike you, mulder, i would like to have a life" + "do you believe in the afterlife?" / "i'd settle for a life in this one" + "don't you ever want to just stop? get out of the damn car? settle down and live something approaching a normal life?"

her friend ellen saying, "well, first you have to get a life." tara, pregnant with their christmas gift, saying that life before one grew inside her was "somehow...less, just a prelude," while barren dana cries in the kitchen. "i know you and dad were...disappointed...that i chose the path that i'm on."

thinking about how mulder said, "this is a normal life," and how she smiled. (he doesn't know any different). how, in the end, he said, "hey, scully? i know it's not your normal life, but thanks for coming out there with me."

(christmas before quantico, "i guess i'm afraid of making a big mistake. dad thinks i am." and missy's response: "it's not his life, dana.")

her application to adopt emily was rejected: "you're a single woman who's never been married or had a long-term relationship. you're in a high stress, time intensive, and dangerous occupation."

bill's reaction: "sounds like something your partner would say. this isn't about any little girl, dana. this is about you. it's about some...void, some emptiness inside you that you're trying to fill."

and mulder to the judge: "the fact that she can adopt this child, her own flesh and blood, is something i don't feel i have the right to question, and i don't believe anyone has the right to stand in the way of."

(that last christmas with missy before everything: "there is no right or wrong. life is just a path...just don't mistake the path for what is really important in life. the people you're going to meet along the way. you don't know who you're going to meet when you join the FBI. you don't know how your life is going to change, or how you're going to change the life of others.")

and ultimately, it all leads to a leather couch. and after contemplating that sacrifice of normalcy, what she should want, the decisions she could have made, she says, "i once considered spending my whole life with this man...what i would have missed."

she could've been a doctor, like her father wanted. she could've settled down, married waterston, had a normal life, like her friends and brother wanted. but what would she have missed?

"what if there was only one choice and all the other ones were wrong?" / "and all the...choices would then lead to this very moment. one wrong turn, and...we wouldn't be sitting here together."

[moongothic]

We all know how a lot of Luffy's opponents have been in some ways premonitions of the type of person Luffy could end up as if something went wrong in his life. For example Moria is what Luffy could've become had he truly lost his entire crew at Sabaody if Kuma had not saved them

And we know Crocodile is what Luffy maybe could've become had Luffy given up on his dreams and become jaded after losing to him. But like, when you think about it, that's not the only dark reflection of Luffy in Crocodile, is it

'Cause Crocodile, despite employing people for Baroque Works, did not trust anyone around him and did not considder anyone to be anything else but an employee to him. And we know he had been planning on taking over Alabasta for like 14 years (at the very least), BW being a thing for only the past four (pre-timeskip)

So like. Did Crocodile spend the last 14 years alone

Like yes he had his workers at the Casino and Robin etc, so he was like, around people, he wasn't like Brook who was in Total Isolation. But on an emotional level, has he not spent the last 14 years all by himself, completely detached from anyone, unable to trust or rely on anyone else?

That is sad as fucking shit, holy hell

'Cause then you compare him to like Luffy and like

Our sweet baby boy was so afraid of being alone that Luffy literally went through hell just to gain Ace's approval despite Ace trying to signal to him he wasn't interested befriending him

And through out the whole series Luffy reiterates time and time again how he needs and wants his friends around because he literally can't live without them, both on a literal "he can't cook or navigate or have fun by himself" level but also on that emotional level

And Crocodile just. Spent 14 years of his life, if not longer, alone.

Sweet jesus what happened to this man

And that just makes me further wonder, what the absolute fuck were Crocodile's Rookie Pirate days like?? Like did he have a crew or was he just yolo'ing it by himself???

Like. Mihawk's never been on a crew as far as we know. Kuma was a Revolutionary, not a pirate, but he wasn't like alone still. Doflaming, Hancock, Jinbei and Moria however have/had crews of their own. So what was Crocodile's deal? Did he have a crew before? Was he a captain or was he on someone else's ship? (Although surely the Government wouldn't offer the position of a Shichibukai to a cabin boy or the first mate, right)

And if he did have a crew, the hell happened to them??

Like we know Crocodile got his ass kicked by Whitebeard, I just find it unlikely Whitebeard would've pulled a Kaidou on Crocodile's crew and slaughtered them, that's not a very Whitebeard-y thing do, right?? ...Unless Whitebeard was just different 20+ years ago and was willing to annihilate entire crews. We don't know. Or maybe Crocodile and his entire crew were like Turbo Rotten from the beginning and Whitebeard figured they deserved to get wiped out, much like how we saw Shanks wipe out Kid's crew at Elbaf. Or maybe Whitebeard saw no reason to have mercy on someone affiliated with the World Government.

That all said, if we wanted to assume Crocodile had somekind of trauma that lead to him viewing people not only as disposable but also untrustworthy, then maybe losing people dear to him like that wouldn't lead to that mindset. Like Moria witnessed his beloved crew die and that caused him to want to create a crew he couldn't die, so he wouldn't go through that emotional trauma again.

Which leaves me to wonder. If something caused him to lose his ability to (emotionally) trust people, and if Whitebeard broke his dreams... Maybe Crocodile had a crew. And maybe they abandoned him when he lost to Whitebeard. Figuring they didn't need a weak captain who was probably going to bleed to death anyways. Or maybe the crew tried to take his head (after Whitebeard kicked his ass), after all, he was already a Shichibukai, anybody who took Crocodile's head could maybe attempt to take that title for themselves if the Government allowed it, and if not, at least gain more fame for themselves.

Either of these scenarios would certainly result in you losing your ability to rely on others. And leave you willing to spend the rest of your life alone. Who would have in them to go through that again.

Or maybe he came out of the womb unable to trust people and he was just yolo'ing it by himself like Mihawk right from the begining, who knows

Regardless I'm just

[dairyfreenugget]

I could count the amount of original stories of mine that don't have horror elements on one hand and idk what that says about me

[allyriadayne]

Do you think Alicent loves Aegon ? Or that she loves him less than Rhaenyra ?

yes i do think she loves him, no i don't think she loves rhaenyra more than she loves aegon.

here's my reasoning: if she loved rhaenyra more than she loved her children, she wouldn't have usurped her when putting aegon on the throne means killing either rhaenyra or her family, which would undoubtedly forever server their bond. alicent goes with the plan because she believes above everything rhaenyra will kill her children if she ever comes to power, this belief to me is the love that she bears for her children. to put them above everything even above what rhaenyra means: to go back to when we were all happy and together.

does she have complicated feelings about her children due to her own trauma? yes. does it mean she loves them less? no.

now aegon: (we are getting a little bit controversial here) while alicent has not explicitly demonstrated her individual love for him, i wholly 100% believe she loves him. the thing is, because she has turbo projected her issues on him and he seems to mirror her own circumstances so acutely, alicent is not *aware* of how much she loves him. it's all covered by a dense /unconscious/ fog of aegon is a rapist, i was raped, aegon is my victim, i was my father's victim, he is not prepared, i was not prepared and yet we must go on if i want to keep him alive.

this issues are /deep/ inside of alicent and every interaction she has with him are colored by it. but. BUT she loves him so much it's ridiculous. and of course, it's never healthy and it's not pure and it's not separated by alicent's own ambitions, but she puts him on the throne. she covers his scandals. she time and time again wants him to be better. her first son and her last, the son she doesn't want but need..... rhys ifans voice she wants to say i love you but doesn't know how to

[maegalkarven]

Empty Prayers AU pt 4.

Aftermath of the Urge trying to take a hold on Nemo.

Characters: Enver Gortash, Astarion, Durge (Nemo).

Dark Urge x Gortash, implied/hinted Dark Urge x Astarion.

It would be easy to hate Nemo, if not for this, not for the way Bhaal commands, demands and straight up takes control over his body.

If not for the fact what apparently he, Gortash, is the reason of Bhaalspawn's defiance.

It started with him.

It started with Nemo, the perfect murderer created out of the god's flesh, caring for him.

Which would be considered a sin in Bhaal's eyes. And it was considered just that.

And this is where it led them both.

Nemo is in the heap of blankets on the floor; his companions are like birds or small animals, really. The moment bhaalspawn's head hit the surface - gently as the vampire lowered him down - they immediately went into building this freaking nest of pillows and blankets around the man.

Like it would help, like a small comfort provided to Nemo in his restless feverish sleep would change a thing. Would fix a thing.

Adding the God of Murder into the seemingly endless list of people Enver despises is a useless thing, yet he does it anyway.

Nemo is his, not some mad god's. He made his bhaalspawn stray from Bhaal's intended path and he will keep him there. There and alive, because Nemo is-

Nemo is-

He is not allowed to die. Not after the mess he made, not after the mess Enver got dragged into because of him. Not after everything they have created and everything they have lost and those small scraps they have gained back.

Nemo has to stay alive, because without him alive Enver has...What, two allies? Some old contacts, some half-assed alliances, some services he is not able to pay for?

His plan is lost, his Steel Watch is stolen, a puppeted by the Brain Florrick hunts him down like an animal, and it's all because of Nemo.

That's what caring for someone brings him. A failure.

There's not a sign of banite activity in the city; all dispersed, disappeared as if there was never such a thing as the Church of Bane. Where Lord Bane commanded them to move Enver has no idea, but Lord Bane clearly decided to wash his hands of this mess.

Gortash heard there was a fight in the Steel Watch Foundry: what Steel Watcher attacked some of the faithful, what they had to flee. Perfect creation, that of his Steel Watch. Now in the wrong hands, overseen by the True Souls.

The weapon you can't use should be destroyed, as much as it pains him to bring that particular feat of his genius down.

He will rebuilt the watch, make it invincible to any outsider's influence. With time, but Enver will fix things. And he needs no gods for that, no allies.

Well, maybe one ally.

A pathetic excuse of a man; pale, with hair sticking to his sweaty forehead, battling his father for control even in his sleep.

Nemo, the cause of the entirety of Enver's latest misfortune.

Nemo, his perfect-

Nemo moves, trying to break a hold of the chains tying him down. A low, pained growl erupts from his chest. His fingers move, long, sharp claws at the end of them reaching for something. Digging into his own flesh, bloodying the blanket he is tucked into.

"No, no, no," the other spawn, the vampire spawn comments. "This will not go. Leave these poor hands alone, you little monster."

There's the undeniable affection in his voice, as well as the noticeable amount of concern. Astarion reaches out and forces the palms open with his own, surprisingly strong fingers.

Enver takes his time observing the vampire, the way the man handles his lover. Ever since he has found Nemo lets the vermin bite him, he has known no rest.

He asked why, mocked, tainted, but apparently this was the hill Nemo decided to die on.

"We are alike," he kept repeating over and over again like a broken music box. "More alike than you could ever understand."

It felt like a slap, like a hit it was intended to be.

Nemo too blames Enver for his downfall. He cares, but does not forget who made him fall out of his father's graces.

Some part of bhaalspawn has to hate Gortash for it.

And this...spawn, this Astarion; Enver isn't sure the man himself is aware, but he is clearly interested in Enver's lover the way Enver does not approve of. Nor should he tolerate.

"You don't really have to worry about that," the pale elf comments, as if sensing Gortash's ire. "He has already turned me down."

So the elf made a move on Nemo, and Nemo refused. Good.

Wait, turned down how?

"And what exactly were you proposing?" He can't help but ask.

Enver has a bad feeling about it, the unkind type of a suspicion.

What cause Nemo would have to refuse? He didn't use to deny himself a little fun here and there, no matter how big of a bloodbath it ended up in.

After all, he, Enver Gortash, was the only lover who bedded Bhaalspawn and lived to see the day.

"Night of passion, of course!" The vampire makes a dramatic gesture. "There I was, offering him the best night of his life, and then he just...brushed me off. Said I'm better off without him snuggled up to my insides."

Well, that's...something.

Gears turn in Enver's mind, quick and relentless and cruel in that.

"Anything else he said?" Asked almost innocently, as if he doesn't care.

He cares so fucking much he wants to end Nemo's life while he's asleep. To strangle him or stab through the heart, or better yet, gain control over Absolute again, toss this damn astral prism away and make Nemo love him.

Make bhaalspawn see only him, care only for him. He wouldn't take all the free will of his favorite monster, of course not, just enough to not let him stray away, just enough so he would stop seeing other people for...well, people.

Now it's the vampire spawn who's watching him, unblinking. Enver suppresses the urgent need to stab him now.

"Yes," the spawn mulls it over. "Nemo said a single night with him is not worth it." there's a crease between his brows now. "Worth what, I wonder?"

Enver doesn't have to say anything. He can just get up and leave; away from this conversation, away from these ugly feelings, from the awful pathetic man who causes them, from the way Nemo makes him weak; wanting and needing and hurting-

"He would kill you," falls off his lips faster than he catches his thoughts. "He kills everyone he brings into bed, with just one single exception." This exception currently sitting next to the vampire, feeling like shit.

He felt so special, knowing Nemo killed all his other lovers, so mighty, so in control.

Knowing Nemo willingly strayed his hand to keep this vampire spawn alive is worse than if it would happen by accident, if Bhaal's hold simply...slipped.

The elf's face contorts, eyes growing wide, lips parting, but no sound comes.

"Oh," he finally lets out after a pause what feels like eternity. "All of them?"

"Yes."

"All but you?"

"Obviously."

"So is this why?" The man turns to the spawn on the floor. "He didn't want to- And I thought- But this means-"

"It means nothing," Enver snaps and there's anger in his voice, and irritation, and command, and-

The elf looks back at him, his expression slowly turning smug.

"Oh, but it does," he hums and this would be a perfect moment to strike. He can say Nemo did that, not like Nemo could testify otherwise. And how poetic it would be, Nemo not wanting to kill a spawn, the higher power moving his hand... "And don't think of killing me now, no one would believe Nemo did that."

"I can make it look convincing enough," Gortash tries regardless.

A spawn laughs into his face.

"I will raise ruckus what will wake up everyone in this house and then beyond. I will not go down quietly, especially not now," a defiant stare that stretches into eternity.

"You think you own him, don't you? A poor little Bhaalspawn, haunted by his father for the crime of having a lover. Your perfect little pet, your bloodthirsty attack dog," the spawn leans closer. "Well, let me tell you something, lordling. Nemo belongs to no one. He is his own damn person and he will stay exactly that."

This actually surprises Enver; he had expected the elf to voice his claim on the man in question, and instead this fool rushed in to defend Nemo's integrity.

And Nemo isn't even awake to hear it.

What an idiot.

"He will never choose you, you have to know that," his words are sure, have to sound sure. He can't allow the spawn to see the uncertainty underneath.

Regardless of what this nobody says about it, Nemo indeed is his; his lover, his ally, his. No one else will see Nemo for who he truly is, no one will understand him like Enver does-

"We are alike. More alike than you would ever understand."

His face has to give it away, for the vampire smiles; sharp teeth glaringly obvious, predator lingering in the unnatural redness of the eyes.

"Will he not?" The bastard hums. "Maybe he won't, or maybe he will. We won't know till I try. And if, per chance, Nemo does choose me, whatever is it you'll do then, lordling?"

Enver hits him straight into the jaw. He can't help it, it's almost instinctual, this knee-jerk reaction of his.

They descend into the flurry of kicks and hits, a mess of limbs and teeth and bad intentions.

Then someone clears the throat.

"Very sweet of you two to provide me some entertainment," the voice is raw and hoarse from the strain it was under before, but it's unmistakably Nemo's.

Astarion moves to push Gortash away.

"Darling," he exclaims, ever the opportunist. Enver would admire him for that if he wasn't so damn angry. "You're awake!"

"So I am," the bhaalspawn agrees, his golden eyes meeting Enver's. "Had fun while I was down?"

There's suspicious glint in his eyes Gortash matches with his own. A single, troubling thought breaches his conscience; just how much of the conversation to pass did Nemo hear?

***

Everything is a blur, everything hurts. Nemo can't even tell up from down and left from right. He struggles to open his eyes to no avail and fears for the worst, until-

"Anything else he said?" A familiar voice, a beloved voice, but sounding...strained?

Why?

"Yes," Another familiar voice, the one Nemo grew to be accustomed to. Somewhat comforting, this voice. "Nemo said a single night with him is not worth it. Worth what, I wonder?"

Well, well, well, would you look at that.

An interesting conversation the two of his favorite people are having. It would be a shame to reveal he is awake now; surely that can wait.

And it does indeed wait.

[fi2ishdobehere]

sorry, inv.

hghggghghghgg .,.,,,,.....,, ...,... suffering trauma inv.... ptsd enot.... Ough

[borealing]

loving seeing the other traumatised kids out there whos parents put their entire emotional stability on them and then blamed a child for not being able to give a parent emotional fulfillment hate the season finale lmaoooooooooo

[psalmsofpsychosis]

daily PSA for fandom motherfuckers: you can be interesting and intriguing and fascinating without being condescending and bitter and judgemental. You can literally form a personality and have pizazz and flavour without biting other people and demeaning them for their taste. Like i'm sorry your mom wasn't kind to you when you were a kid, but being an asshole and having flair are not mutually inclusive, edgelordism is not a personality trait, it's just you being a shitface who thinks being mean to random people who have had absolutely zero interaction with you is fun. It's not fun, and you cannot bitch about and say stuff like "people are inherently evil and mean" when someone eventually comes for your ass when you're being mean for no good reason about what they love.

[phosphenemoth]

Pain without love

Pain, I can't get enough

Pain, I like it rough

'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all

😈🔪🖤

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WHUMPTOBER 2024: PROMPTS LIST

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Whumptober 2024 Prompt List

No. 1: RACE AGAINST THE CLOCK

Search Party | Panic Attack | "If only we could hold on.” (Icysami x Renegaderr, Strangers.)

No. 2: TRUST ISSUES

Amusement Park | Role Reversal | “You got away with the crime while the knife's in my back.” (Charlotte Sands, Rollercoaster)

No. 3: SET UP FOR FAILURE

Fingerprints | Wrongfully Arrested | "I warned you."

No. 4: HALLUCINATIONS

Hypnosis | Sensory Deprivation | “You're still alive in my head.” (Billy Lockett, More)

No. 5: SUNBURN

Healing Salve | Heatstroke | "If my pain will stretch that far." (Lottery Winners, Burning House)

No. 6: NOT REALISING THEY'RE INJURED

Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms | Healed Wrong | "It's not my blood."

No. 7: ONLY FOR EMERGENCIES

Unconventional Weapon | Magic with a Cost | "It's us or them."

No. 8: SLEEP DEPRIVATION

Isolation Chamber | Forced to Stay Awake | "Leave the lights on." (Coldplay, Midnight)

No. 9: OBSESSION

Broken Window | Bruises | “Frame me up on the wall, just to keep me out of trouble.” (Fall Out Boy, Irresistible)

No. 10: BLOW TO THE HEAD

Slurred Words | Passing Out from Pain | "I can't think straight."

No. 11: SEEING DOUBLE

Convenience Store | Loneliness | “Leave no trace behind, like you don't even exist.” (Taylor Swift, Illicit Affairs)

No. 12: STARVATION

Underground Caverns | Cannibalism | "Just a little more."

No. 13: TEAM AS A FAMILY

Familial Curse | Multiple Whumpees | "Death will do us part." (Set It Off, Partner's In Crime)

No. 14: LEFT FOR DEAD

Hunting Gear | Blackmail | “Because I want you to know what it feels like to be haunted” (tiLLie, kooL aiD mAn)

No. 15: CHILDHOOD TRAUMA

Painful Hug | Moment of Clarity | "I did good, right?"

No. 16: NECROSIS

Swamp | Wound Cleaning | "No, I can't feel anything."

No. 17: NOWHERE ELSE TO GO

Ruined Map | Shipwrecked | "We had a good run."

No. 18: REVENGE

Unreliable Narrator | Loss of Identity | “I see what's mine and take it.” (Panic! at the Disco, Emperor's New Clothes)

No. 19: BLOOD TRAIL

Abandoned Cabin | One Way Out | "Is there anybody alive out there?" (Bruce Springsteen, Radio Nowhere)

No. 20: EMOTIONAL ANGST

Shoulder to Cry On | Giving Permission to Die | "It's not your fault."

No. 21: BODY HORROR

Body Horror | Tattoo Gun | Spirit Possession | “Let the bedsheet soak up the tears.” (Apparat feat. Soap & Skin, Goodbye)

No. 22: BLEEDING THROUGH BANDAGES

Tourniquet | Reopening Wounds | "Oh that's not good."

No. 23: FORCED CHOICE

Public Display | Broken Pedestal | "I'm doing this for you."

No. 24: RADIATION POISONING

Collapsed Building | Equipment Failure | “I never knew daylight could be so violent.” (Florence + The Machine, No Light, No Light)

No. 25: SURGERY

Stitches | Being Monitored | "It's for your own good."

No. 26: NIGHTMARES

Breakfast Table | Parting Words of Regret | “I'm haunted by the lies that I have loved, the actions I have hated.” (Poe, Haunted)

No. 27: VOICELESS

Laboratory | Muzzled | “I have no mouth and I must scream.”

No. 28: DENIAL

CCTV | Exposure | "They caught me red handed."

No. 29: FATIGUE

Labyrinth | Burnout | "Who said you could rest?"

No. 30: RECOVERY

Hospital Bed | Holding Back Tears | "What have I done?"

No. 31: ASKING FOR HELP

Therapy | Making Amends | "I'm alive, I'm just not well." (Elliot Lee, Alive, Not Well.)

Alternatives List:

Body Swap

Communication Barrier

Finding Old Messages

Forgotten

Friendly Fire

Motion Sickness

No-Holds-Barred Beatdown

Regret

Secrets Revealed

Shivering

Survivor's Guilt

Time Loop

Used As Bait

Venom

Vermin

Event Info & Rules

WHUMPTOBER is a month-long, prompt-based creation challenge (think: Inktober, but whumpier). There are 31 official themes this year - one for each day of the month - which can be used, skipped, or combined in any way you’d like. They are meant to serve as inspiration without being taken literally (e.g. you don’t have to include the exact wording of prompts into your work). Feel free to run rampant on interpretation. For example, if the prompt is “flame", you could create something with reference to a candle/campfire, your character could have suffered a burn, or the flame could be a reference to an ‘old flame’ - an old relationship. It’s truly down to you!

In total, there are 4 prompts for each day. These are optional suggestions and can be used in conjunction with the theme, or as options/alternatives.  We want to give everyone as much creative freedom as possible, as well as increase event accessibility for folks with triggers and squicks. There is also a list of 15 alternative prompts that can be subbed in for any day, again to give participants as much creative freedom as possible.

Creators can PRODUCE work in any media they choose, including but not limited to: writing, visual artwork, photo/video/audio edits, paper crafts and elaborate recommendation lists (not just a list of links). Creators can PARTICIPATE as much or as little as they want (i.e. you don’t have to do ALL the prompts if you don’t want to) and prompts can be used in any order. They are also free to use even after the event ends.

When uploading Whumptober content to your blog, be sure to tag it with:

#whumptober2024 …..(the event tag)

#no.1, #no.2, #no.3, …..(theme number)

#bruises, #stabbing, …..(the theme or specific prompt you chose)

#altprompt …..(if you use an altprompt, tag the post with the number of the prompt you replace)

#fandom or #OC, …..(ironman, original content, oc, etc.)

#medium …..(gifs, fic, podcast, art, etc.)

#teeth, #etc …..(trigger warnings & any additional tags. Keep in mind not to add “tw” in front but only use the word/trigger itself)

#nsfwhump …..(only for nsfw content)

#your own tags go here

PLEASE BE DILIGENT WITH YOUR TAGGING. Only properly tagged posts are considered for archiving on the official @whumptober-archive blog. They must be tagged in the order above. An elaborate post about our tagging system can be found [here]

Unfortunately, due to the sheer number of participants in recent years, we cannot guarantee your work will be archived. A random selection of properly tagged posts from all genres will be reblogged each day.

Whumpers who produce content for 31 total theme days are considered event completionists and will be tagged in a masterpost at the end of the month. A form will be published at the beginning of November asking you to tell us if you completed. This is based on trust and we will not check this.

Frequently Asked Questions

Please read this before you send an ask!

TIMELINE

July: Trope voting form released. Late August: Prompt list is released for at least four weeks of preparation time. Tropes cannot be posted earlier than August 25th because of Moderator obligations in real life. (But, you know, go ahead and start writing/drawing, and add the themes in later, if you want!) September: Do as much or as little on your works as you want. You can prepare everything in advance or let September go by with vibes and start working in October. It’s up to you. October 1st: Challenge begins! A storm of whump breaks upon us all! During this time, some posts will be reblogged to the whumptober archive blog. We open the yearly AO3 collection for posting (optional). November 1st: The challenge is officially over! Completionist form opens for those who want to be included in the hall-of-fame. Early November: We release completionist and participant badges, solicit feedback, and post a hall-of-fame list of completionists by the 10th.

PARTICIPATION AND COMPLETION

Q: What counts as participation? Create or continue at least one work inspired by one of this year’s prompts. Q: What counts as completion? Creating work(s) inspired by at least one prompt from each day (or alts), for a total of 31 unique prompts. Q: Do I need to create 31 works? No. You can, if you want. Or you can create one work that you add to every day with a new prompt. Or several works that combine prompts. You can also update an existing work by adding new material with the current prompts. Q: Do I need to post my works somewhere to be a completionist or a participant? No. Q: How do you know I actually completed the challenge? We’ll take your word for it! Q: Do I have to finish my work(s) to be a completionist? No, you can post WIPs. And you’re not obligated to finish them in October, but if you want it to count towards being a completionist, you must have completed 31 prompts by the end of the month. So for example, if you’re writing a long fic and you fit 31 different prompts into the writing you did in October, it’s okay if that fic isn’t finished by the time October ends, you’ll still be a completionist. Q: Is co-writing/illustrating allowed? Yes, absolutely, and it would count towards being a completionist for both/all of you. Q: Is there a min/max limit on word count for written works? No. Q: Is there a min/max limit of quality for art? No. Q: Do I have to do something each day to be a completionist? No. You can skip days whenever you want, and as long as 31 daily prompts (or alts) are in your works done in October, you can be a completionist. For example, if you wrote a 1000-word ficlet that covers prompts in days 2, 3, and 17, you can check all three days off your list even though it’s only one work. Q: Is this challenge just for fics? No! Artworks, GIFsets, headcannons, rec lists, poetry, moodboards, or any other creative work is encouraged. Q: Can I combine Whumptober with other creation challenges? Absolutely, as long as the other challenges allow it too.

PROMPTS

Q: How do the prompts work? There are FOUR prompts per day: a theme and three ideas. You can use one, two, three, or all four prompts for each day. If you don’t like any of the daily prompts, you can substitute one of the ALT prompts instead. Q: How strictly/literally should we interpret the prompts? As literally or as figuratively as you want. For example, if the theme is WATER, that could mean drowning, waterboarding, raining, swimming, take place underwater, be lost at sea, construct a metaphor about a character’s mood that changes like a flowing river, crying, or whatever else you can think of that fits that theme. Q: Can I combine prompts? Is there a limit on how many? No limit and combine as many as you’d like. If you create a work that checks off multiple prompts, that work will count for a fill of multiple prompts. You need to address 31 different prompts to be an official completionist, but you don’t have to produce 31 separate works.

WORKS

Q: What’s whump? Hurting a character, whether that’s physically, emotionally, intellectually, psychologically, or any other way you can think of. Comfort afterwards is optional. Angst is emotional whump, so it counts. Q: How do I know if it’s whumpy enough? If your character is just mildly inconvenienced, it probably needs more whump. However, no participant has to prove whumpiness to the mods. Whatever you write is up to you. Q: What kind of characters can I create for? Anything. Generic “whumpee,” OC, PC, NPC, major characters, minor characters, or whatever you want. There are no limits. Q: Does it have to take place in a specific fandom? No, you can create works for your own worlds or for fandoms or for both. You can also create more generic or pan-fandom works. You can do cross-overs or use OCs, whatever you want. Q: Can I create AI-created works? We will not reblog or promote any works we know to be generative AI-created. Q: Is there anything we’re not allowed to write? As long as it contains whump and is based on our prompts, it’s fine. Please courtesy tag your works if you post them so people who follow the #whumptober2024 tag can filter according to their preferences. Q: What about sex, minor characters, and potentially disturbing content? You can create whatever works are legal in your country and post them accordingly. Please courtesy tag anything you think might be objectionable if you post to Tumblr so people who follow the #whumptober2024 tag can filter according to their preferences.

POSTING

Q: Where can I post my work? Post where and how you want. You don’t even have to (cross)post it to Tumblr. Just keep in mind if it’s not on Tumblr we will not be able to add it to the blog archive. There is an AO3 archive for Whumptober 2024, as well as the parent collection for works completed outside of the event. Q: Can I start posting early? You can, but this is an October event and wouldn’t it be more fun with everyone doing it at the same time? We won’t be reblogging any work predating October 1st. Q: Can I post late? Yes. For the sake of our hardworking Post Fairies, only a day’s themes will be reblogged to @whumptober-archive each day of October. But you can post whenever. Some of us are still working on and posting Whumptober fics from years ago. Q: Do I have to use your tags? Only on Tumblr and only if you want us to reblog your work on @whumptober-archive. Q: How do I have my works reblogged to the archive? Properly tagged posts will be reblogged to @whumptober-archive. If you want the official archive blog to reblog you, post on Tumblr and tag correctly (see this FAQ link for more info on tagging). Please note not all posts will be reblogged each day. Q: Can we @ you? For questions and comments, of course. We’ll be getting a flood of notifications, so if you really want us to see something send an ask. Q: Can I cross post on other blogs? Yes, multiple platforms and blogs are perfectly acceptable, as long as they allow cross-posting (to us). You can also post different works to different accounts under different names, without posting them everywhere at once. If you post some works under your main and others under an alt blog, that’s fine for completionist purposes. Q: Can I upload/repost my Whumptober content to other social media platforms? Of course! We’ve created an AO3 Collection to archive any fics posted there, which can be found here. The blog is the official archive, so please respect the personal boundaries of any whumpers in your social circle (don’t out anyone as a participant who would prefer not to be outed).

Most importantly, have fun, create, and enjoy all the whump posted this October!