#welcome to the mind of a whump lover

[fandomsmeantheworldtome]

Robert Montague Renfield is the type of character i would offer him shelter,i would welcome him into my home,make a nice meal for him and then tuck him to bed,would give him the biggest hug and protect him against anything bad of the world

At the same time he is exactly the type of character i want to see him suffer in every way possible,see him beaten up,get sick, experience unspeakable pain and agony,in the verge of death,be so exhausted as no one can be

He is my little meow meow and i love him so much

[whumpthemusical]

Whump: The Musical Prompts!!

As stated before, this challenge will run from March 1- March 31, 2024. All fandoms are welcome to participate despite it being prompts based off of musicals. Once again, all types of media are allowed. This challenge has the standard "choose one for the day" style, but feel free to do all three prompts if that's what you want to do!! All types of whump are allowed, but please be respectful to your fellow audience members and properly tag it!! Some of these prompts are sensitive, so make sure you warn your readers correctly! There will be an ao3 collection and an FAQ post coming soon, so if you have any further questions or comments about this challenge, feel free to drop me a line. Happy writing, my beautiful ingénues, and enjoy the show :)))

The prompts will be listed under the cut for those who have difficulty reading fonts!!

Cats- Sabotage • Second Chances • "I Can Dream Of The Old Days."

Wicked- Mob Mentality • Propaganda • "No Good Deed Goes Unpunished."

Jesus Christ Superstar- Whipping • Betrayal • "Then I Was Inspired, Now I'm Sad And Tired."

Les Mis- Survivor's Guilt • Failure • "Drink With Me To Days Gone By."

Heathers- Poison • Reluctant Whumper • "Wanna fight for me?"

Newsies- Chronic Pain • Exploitation • "Let 'Em Laugh In My Face, I Don't Care."

The Last Five Years- Infidelity • Gaslighting • "I Will Not Lose Because You Can't WIn."

Hadestown- Deals • Doomed Narrative • "Doubt Comes In."

Sweeney Todd- False Imprisonment • Razors • "Have You Decided It's Safer In Cages?"

Rent- Substance Abuse • Poverty • "Feels Too Much Damn Like Home."

Bare: A Pop Opera- Outing • Religious Trauma • "Please, See Me."

Waitress- Unplanned Pregnancy • Abuse • "She Is Broken And Won't Ask For Help."

Tick Tick Boom- Atychiphobia • Working To Exhaustion • "Is This Real Life?"

Dear Evan Hansen- Deception • Broken Bone • "Words Fail."

West Side Story- Star-Crossed Lovers • Prejudices • "A Boy Who Kills Cannot Love."

Come From Away- Stranded • Aftermath • "Blankets And Bedding And Maybe Some Food."

Spring Awakening- Withheld Information • Suicide  • "I Don't Scream, Though I Know It's Wrong."

Hamilton- Hurricane  • Dueling • "I Will Kill Your Friends And Family To Remind You Of My Love."

Falsettos- Sickness • Identity Issues • "Death Is Not A Friend."

Into The Woods- Blame • Lost • "Nothing But A Vast Midnight."

The Great Comet- Abduction • Letters • "Did You Love That Bad Man?"

In The Heights- Grief • Homesickness • "I Know That I'm Letting You Down."

Be More Chill- Mind Manipulation • Panic Attack • "Everything About Me Makes Me Want To Die."

Moulin Rouge- Class Differences • Sex Work • "Come What May."

Chicago- Cold Blood • Trial • "He Had It Coming."

Six- Execution • Trauma Bonding • "Playtime's Over."

Ride The Cyclone- Unexpected Tragedy • Forgotten Whumpee • "I Hear The Anguish Of The Street."

The Rocky Horror Show- Obsession • Wrong Place, Wrong Time • "I've Seen Blue Skies Through The Tears."

Nerdy Prudes Must Die- Bullying • Ritual • "Who Will Pray For You?"

Jekyll And Hyde- Duality • Good Vs Evil • "If I Die, You'll Die."

Phantom Of The Opera- Disfiguration • Shunned • "My Power Over You Grows Stronger Yet."

[johnslittlespoon]

Happy Halloweennn and welcome to the WOTA server's master–list of fics for the Halloween writing event! 🎃 We had a list of festive, kinktober, and whumptober prompts to choose from and six weeks to write, and so many creative, amazing fics have been birthed. 👻

This list will be updated as fics are posted, and you can also check out the collection on AO3 for easier browsing. Thank youuu to all the lovely writers who participated, can't wait for the next one! 🌈

✨ Fic List:

You Put A Spell On Me Prompts: Horror Movies, Sleepovers, Sharing A Blanket -> by @rangerelizabeth [2K | G | Gale Cleven/John Egan, Curtis Biddick/Ken Lemmons | Halloween, Domestic Fluff, College AU] Long Kiss Goodnight -> by @middlingmay [7K | M | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Implied Major Character Death, Open Ending, Implied Alcohol Poisoning, Vomiting, Suicidal Ideation] A Heaven On Earth I Have Won By Wooing Thee Prompts: Cross–dressing, Feminization -> by @amiserableseriesofevents [14K | E | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Halloween Costumes, Rocky Horror Show Performance, Dressing Room Sex, Porn With Feelings, Mirror Sex, Such–Stuff AU] Windfall Prompts: Pumpkin Patch, Maze -> by @rangerelizabeth [7K | G | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Meet–Cute, Strangers To Lovers, Fluff, Modern Setting] The Kids Who Made It -> by @gloomxdream [3K | G | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Gale Cleven, PTSD, Halloween] Bleeding Love Prompt: Stitches -> by @happy-days19 [1K | T | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Hurt John Egan, Poor Gale, Blood And Injury, Bucky Tries To Cook And It Doesn't End Well] He Calls Me Bunny Prompts: Costumes, House Party, Cross–Dressing, Choking -> by @johnslittlespoon [8K | E | Gale Cleven/John Egan | College AU, Friends With Benefits, Idiots In Love, Boys In Skirts, Praise Kink, Blow Jobs, Riding, Light Dom/Sub] I Think I Love You -> by @daysofxavierspast [500 | G | Harry Crosby/Joseph Payne | Love Confessions, Friends To Lovers, Idiots In Love] Your Idiot Prompts: Concussions/Fainting, Hiding Injuries -> by @eternallytired17 [3K | G | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Whump, Hurt John Egan, Serious Injuries, Fainting, Kissing, Hospitals] Never Let Me Go Prompt: Sleep Deprivation/Nightmares -> by @eternallytired17 [3K | T | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Whump, Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort, John Egan Needs A Hug, PTSD, Flashbacks] A Night With A Stranger -> by @brotherwtf [8K | M | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Halloween, Masquerade, Enemies To Lovers, Alternate Universe] Would You Mind? Prompts: Voyeurism/Exhibitionism, Choking, Dirty Talk -> by @nicijones & @johnslittlespoon [32K | E | Gale Cleven/John Egan/Ken Lemmons | Threesome, Pining, Friends To Fuckbuddies, Sexual Tension, Porn With Plot, Semi–Public Sex, Blow Jobs, Spitroasting] A Major Sweet Tooth Prompt: Candy -> by @happy-days19 [1K | T | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Halloween, Candy, Tooth–Rotting Fluff] Undercover Lover -> by @middlingmay [4K | T | Gale Cleven/John Egan | Criminal Minds AU, Modern AU, Undercover Detectives, Cowboys, Dancing] ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[ahoystevee]

Welcome! 💒

Hi! Welcome to my blog. If you've found your way here I assume that a) you're cool as hell and b) you love Steddie. Wow we have so much in common already, who woulda thought.

Please see my fic masterlist below for all of your brainrot needs. I primarily post on AO3 but I do want to start dabbling with microfics so I'll update this as and when!

Thanks for visiting!

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Completed fics ✅

Break Yourself Open AO3

WC: 144k | M | enemies to friends to lovers, fix-it fic, angst with a happy ending | Chapters: 25 (2022)

My Hand's At Risk, I Fold AO3

WC: 143k | E | enemies to friends with benefits to lovers, cop-steve, AU Canon divergent | Chapters: 13 (2023-2024)

Series: I Despise My Rotten Mind (And How Much It Worships You) AO3 (2024)

Part 1 The Sweetest Torture One Could Bear WC: 16.8k | E | AU Canon divergent, porn with plot, Steve Harrington's first time with a man, Steve Harrington has a praise kink

Part 2 Dazzling Starlet, Bardot Reincarnate WC: 16k | E | AU Canon divergent, porn with plot, light BDSM, Dom/Sub

Part 3 You Poison Every Little Thing That I do WC: 22k | E | AU Canon Divergent, protective Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington needs a hug, Eddie Munson is bad at feelings

Part 4 I Despise My Jealous Eyes (And How Hard They Fell For You) WC: 21k | E | denial of feelings, angst, tragedy, hurt/comfort, Steve Harrington falls first but Eddie Munson falls harder

Part 5 Aren't You The Sweetest Thing On This Side of Hell WC: 21k | E | angst and tragedy, hurt/comfort, Eddie Munson is bad at feelings, porn with plot

Part 6 I Despise My Rotten Mind (And How Much It Worships You) WC: 31.8k | M | domestic boyfriends, Steve Harrington has bad parents, Eddie Munson is whipped, tooth rotting fluff, first Christmas

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In Progress ✍🏻

Where The Pines Meet The Asphalt AO3

M | whump, secret relationship, Eddie Munson is Steve Harrington's bisexual awakening, High School, AU Canon Divergent

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Micro-fics ✍🏻

[wickjump]

HELLO INTERNET AND WELCOME TO [wickjump]: REDUX ...again

My name is Wick (she/they/star/it), also known as Wickskip (TikTok), Wickjump (Tumblr), or Hopwick (AO3*).

On all platforms my content centers around Undertale and the Undertale Multiverse, however I’ll also sometimes reblog/post about a few other fandoms.

PROSHIP DNI.

What I post and reblog can contain themes of violence/abuse, mental illness, whump/grimdark/dead dove/fictional gore, suicide/self harm, suggestive themes, and more. For those reasons, this blog is intended for audiences 16+ in age. I write and enjoy grimdark content, keep that in mind.

Reblogs that may contain these themes often go untagged!

��️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️ TRANS CROSS CANON 🩵🩷🤍🩷🩵

information zone /ᐠ - ˕-マ｡˚ᶻ 𝗓

[⁉️] byf/dni:

dni: pro/com/dark (i do not support harassment or doxxing), xvials, TERFs, zionists/pro-isreal, anti-semitics, bigots. aka obvious assholes

byf: i will sometimes post/reblog things of a suggestive nature, but none of said posts will be graphic nudity. nsfw content may be discussed, but not in detail. i will also post whump content which can include gore, torture, conditioning, dehumanization, etc.

i will occasionally talk about or reference my experience in being groomed, abused, formerly proship (and now against it), a victim of csa, or other traumas of mine, but posts containing those themes will always be tagged appropriately. i use 'cw' instead of 'tw' when tagging warnings!

to not see my whump posts, filter out the tags #evil wick hours (for general whump posts/reblogs) and #evil wick writes (for more graphic/explicit whump or writing snippets)

*my ao3 account is not intended for those under 18.

yes nsfw/18+ blogs can follow me i really dont care given i have one of my own

[⚠️] boundaries:

do not tag me in posts containing themes that apply to my dnis or general discomforts. that includes grooming, pedophilia, incest, proship content, bigotry, etc.

do not tag me in posts that are centered around the harassment of another individual or group of individuals.

don’t flirt with me or make sexual/romantic comments towards me, regardless of age or relationship status, including jokes!!!! conversations with graphic sexual themes are generally uncomfortable for me and i’d prefer not to have them. conversations about sex or sexual themes is fine as long as you’re 18+ and not being weird towards me (or in general) about it.

don’t drag me into fights/start them under my posts!!!!!!! id like to be informed of the base of what’s going on, but not included.

sometimes i can be wrong about things. if i am wrong about things, tell me so i can improve!! i never mean to make anyone upset because of something i said. on this note, also send an ask or dm if i reblog or mistakenly support a not-good person, it would be much appreciated!

aint a boundary but itd be appreciated if you didn’t use starself, only star/star's. not for any important reason it’s just a grammar pet peeve of mine

i am in a relationship :)

[⭐️] faves:

things that are bolded are my current hyperfocus

aus: xtale, handplates, dusttale, reapertale, aftertale

au sanses: cross, epic, reaper, lust, dream, passive!nightmare, dust, error, sci and fresh

canon ut characters: chara, frisk, asriel/flowey, toriel, alphys

other au characters: xtale alphys, xchara, xfrisk, xtale toriel, uf!toriel, uf!flowey, reapertale chara, handplates gaster, starlo (ut:y), clover (ut:y), outertale grillby, core frisk, storyshift chara, storyshift asriel

ships: crepic, kross, lustblue, hypersomnia, mtt + crepic poly, epickross/krepic, epiciller, mtt + cross poly, mtt poly, drinkberry, errorink, afterdeath, classicsci, kustard, dustard, etc. but im not a picky shipper :3

tropes: devotion, friends -> lovers, hurt/comfort, opposites attract, soulmates, whump

color, animal, movie, book: pink/red, cats/wolves/foxes, the little prince (1974)/the lion king, the forgotten warrior (wc)

coffee order: >60k word slow burn friends to lovers whump recovery fic rated M PLEASE

[🕯] other assorted info:

still no twitter, discord, or insta :(

cross is my liege and he is the focus of 90% of my posts. i also gore/whump him the most

i don’t have kids, but i have cats. two of them. but they might as well be my biological kids with how they act. i post about them like theyre human biological children and often dont clarify it's a joke in the tags. please get used to this

every time i talk about ink in a relationship it is always queerplatonic on their part, even if i don’t clarify!! i personally don’t ship them romantically.

i have diagnosed autism, adhd, anxiety, ptsd, and some others but that’s my personal biz. if i come off as awkward, ‘trying too hard’, unable to realize when a joke’s ended, or just weird/unlikable, that’s why. i’m seriously bad with that stuff but i’m trying my best!! don't be mean to me i'll cry

i’m a cupioromantic acespec lesbian (i love women) and non-binary :3

mapleshade chara and toriel #1 defender

[🐇] links to thingz:

Undertrap Sans/Milkbone Sans <- my son

Sona Reference Sheet <- me

Strawpage (carrd but cooler + u can submit drawings?!??!?!?!)

Ao3 / TikTok

18+ Sideblog <- pretty inactive mb

(pride divider by aquazero, cross stamps by lazyartost, error/dream/cross & warrior cats dividers by sister-lucifer, undertale graphics by e-resources, no clue who made the eeveelutions one lol)

[pretentious-reindeer]

My Favorite Tropes of All Time

Hello and welcome to my introduction of my favorite tropes ever! 

Brief Whump List (If you don’t want to read my rambles aha-)

Superpower whump

Lady whump

Hero/Villain whump

Team whump

Whump

I’m totally not gonna keep adding onto this list as I discover more whump tropes 😀

Favorite Kind of Whumpees 🤍:

Female Whumpee (though, I totally don't mind male Whumpees, and all that- female Whumpees are just a preference)

Superpower Whumpees

Along with Whumpees who have superpowers, I love hero/vigilante/sidekick Whumpees as well.

I like Whumpees who either were willing to forgive until the end, or weren't willing to forgive until the end.

I also like comic-relief Whumpees

Defiant whumpees

Stubborn whumpees

Sarcastic whumpees

Lying whumpees; Whumpees who lie to save their own skin

Favorite Kind of Whumpers 🖤:

Whumpers that are impulsive- I lowkey just enjoy the random bursts of ideas that bubble up out of nowhere from a Whumper. They are just itching to test out a new method on Whumpee. Or, like, Whumper’s who are impulsive emotionally. Out of nowhere they just… explode 💥 

Also, like, Whumpers whose anger just makes them black out, and then they are looking down at their hands and see Whumpee’s blood…  mmm that’s a kiss on both cheeks! (I’d like this with switched roles as well! Whumpee’s anger making them black out, and doing something they regret)

Whumper with explosive sadism

But! At the same time, cold and calculating whumpers are sooo fun to read too-

Whumpers who have a personal vendetta against whumpee

Sarcastic whumpers

Lying whumpers; Whumpers who lie to give whumpee false hope

To be honest, I’m not very picky on Whumpers and their personalities. I’m not the biggest fan on weirdly intimate whumpers. But, other than that, everything else is good 👍

Favorite Kind of Tropes/Scenarios 💚:

SUPERPOWER WHUMP! ❤️

Or like Superhero whump 🌹

SUPERPOWERS! Fight scenes using SUPERPOWERS. The scenarios are endless! 

Whumpee trying to fight against Whumper but not being strong enough

Whumpee trying to fight against Whumper but not being strong enough.

Whumpee's power being used against them.

In contrast, Whumper using their own power against Whumpee

Whumper putting Whumpee in arranged fights/brawls with the supplemental usage of superpowers. 

Whumper forcing Whumpee (a hero/vigilante/sidekick) to commit acts only a villain would. 

Superpowers with side effects

A whumpee who doesn’t have superpowers but manifests them during a high-stake situation or the brink of death as a sorta survival awakening

Superpowers that make whumpee or whumper’s state of mind different (more insane, or more sadistic, or just… there’s something that’s released in their brain, adrenaline, a release of endorphins or dopamine… overstimulation, brain going into overdrive, hyper-sensitivity… blood lust, a state of euphoria…)

Whumpee who can’t control their superpower(s) [to the point they are a danger to society]

Restrained Whumpee wearing a power suppressant as Whumper dangles a loved one in front of them; bonus if Whumper kills said loved one using their power; double bonus if Whumper makes Whumpee beg for Lover’s life and still kills them; triple bonus if said Lover’s blood splatters on Whumpee’s face

Whumpee losing control over their power

Generally, any scenario with the usage of superpowers-

(Literally ANY superpower related trope in whump!)

(Super)hero / (Super)villain whump! 🦸

(kinda co-existent with superpower whump but with given-roles) 

Reformed hero / villain

Villain forcing Hero to be their sidekick

Villain and Hero having to team up to destroy a greater evil (Supervillain, maybe)

Literally any of the tropes listed in superpower whump but with these roles involved:

Superhero(s) or Hero(es)

Supervillain(s) or Villain(s)

Hero/Villain Sidekick(s)

Leader(s), Vigilante(s), Rogue(s), Teammate(s), Medic(s), Caretaker(s), etc… a hero/villain team whump in a way. 

With team whump in mind…

TEAM Whump!! ☎️

A Leader is forced to submit to Whumper (or a villain) on the condition for Whumper to spare their team.

Public displays of degradation towards Leader in front of the team. 

Power imbalances within the team.

A strong Whumpee or character begging Whumper not to kill their leader/captain.

A whole team getting captured

A team being held in the same room, but in different cages 

Whumper torturing Whumpee in front of the team

Whumper branding Whumpee in front of the team

Revenge Whump 

Or just prompts that could evoke a sense of vengeance to arise within Whumpee. 

Vengeance. I like tropes where Whumper hates Whumpee because Whumpee took something away from them [that Whumper loved].

Or! If a relative of Whumpee's is the one Whumper hates, and Whumper takes out their anger and vengeance onto Whumpee instead of their relative. 

Do you one better. Whumpee does something and feels guilty and regretful, and starts thinking they deserve the pain that's happening to them.

Or! Whumpee begging Whumper not to kill their lover. And… after all that begging, Whumper still ends up killing their lover. Or, perhaps, they torture Whumpee’s lover so bad that Whumpee ends up begging for Whumper to kill them.

Whumper taking everything away from Whumpee. Literally, everything away from them. All because Whumpee made them mad. 

Maybe, a reverse-scenario: Whumpee taking everything away from Whumper

Whumper holding a loved one of Whumpee hostage and making Whumpee work for them

Randoms

Meaning, it’s not a specific topic, but like maybe methods of whump. 

Whumpee begging Whumper not to kill their lover or a loved one. 

Impalement (not TOO descriptive though); Whumpee being impaled, but not on purpose—perhaps an environmental impalement. Or caused by an external factor, like an explosion.

Kicked while on the ground

Hair… Hair pulling, yanking Whumpee’s head back by their hair, cutting Whumpee’s hair, dyeing Whumpee’s hair

Forced to pick/choose… who dies, what weapon to be tortured with, their punishment… etc. 

Spy whumpee that gets captured / discovered

Flash-Fiction Randoms

These are just 1-3 words a piece, lol. No particular order. Written off the top of my head. 

[❗️just means I like the trope a lot, and ‼️ means I really really like the trope]

Starvation

Asphyxiation

Whipping

Bloodlust 

‼️Explosions

City Demolition

❗️Speechless

❗️Betrayal

Degradation

❗️Regression

Mind Control 

Brainwashing

Electrocution

Bad Caretaker

Inexperienced Caretaker

Caretaker turned Whumper

‼️Unconsciousness / Fainting

Ugly Crying

‼️Ugly Crying + Mascara

Sensory Deprivation

❗️Flinching

Forced to watch

Self-Sacrifice

Weapons

Branding

❗️Branding + Tattoos

Lying

Defiance

Revenge

Justice ⚖️

Conditioning / Training

Power imbalance

Recapture

‼️Losing control

Promises

‼️Unkept promises

[meetinginsamarra]

My AO3 wrapped 2024

The Curious Case of the Casablanca Killer 56k

Deemed a three at best, the case of an invisible burglar in a historic cinema who stole nothing only caught Sherlock’s attention because he was bored. Also, he wanted to do John a favour. In the end, this proved to be a real stroke of luck. Otherwise, Sherlock would have missed an intriguing mystery that quickly ramped up in complexity.

I started the year writing/finishing the casefic which is a gift to my friend and beta reader @peageetibbs . This took way over a year to write, as there had been a lot of plotting and figuring out clues and deductions. Also, several breaks in writing because of IRL or when other fics "interfered" and delayed finishing it.

It's a complex intriguing case starting in a historic cinema and our heroes exhibit a well-established friendship.

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Mayprompts 2025 - hosted by calaisreno

The 31 prompts this May generated a boost of creativity that spawned 3 ficlets, 2 limericks and one poem as well as two stories (see below).

Open 

Sherlock comes back from the dead and John welcomes him home in a most unexpected way.

Family Day

Little Rosie defends her best friend and is pretty smart about it.

The Blanket Detective

Sharing a bed with Sherlock ist perilous.

2 Limericks and 1 Poem 

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Also, I wrote two 12k fics, continuously using the other prompts which totally surprised me as their plot developed so quickly nearly without my doing. LOL

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The Perfect Place 10k

Sherlock needs a flatmate and already has the perfect person in mind. Now he only needs to convince his object of desire to move in and also find out if he desires Sherlock as well.

This began with the may prompt "box" and developed into the "Bed Shop Boys-AU" (@helloliriels coined this lovely moniker). The only ever AU where John works as a bed shop assistent! This is pure fun and people claimed in the comments to have laughed a lot. Happy Johnlock end!

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White Pony Tattoo 11k

John Watson needs a tattoo covered up. Sherlock Holmes of "White Pony Tattoo" is one of the best artists in London. He's also difficult and brilliant and beautiful as John is about to find out.

I love tattoo shop AUs and finally had an idea for writing my own. A little bit of enemies (Sherlock is a beautiful, seductive arsehole at first) to lovers (John finds out what Sherlock is hiding underneath his pricky shell), a bit of hurt/comfort and a happy ending.

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Take My Broken Love 48k

Standing on the airfield's tarmac and about to fly off to a suicide mission, Sherlock says what he had always wanted to say to John but never had. His words drastically changed the course of events.

This year's whumptober again sucked me into a deep writing rabbit hole. For about six weeks I used practically all the spare I had (and a lot of time I dd not actually have) to write this. Again, it has been a great experience to be so immersed into writing and again, it was (positively) stressful af.

I had this concept in my mind that all of the main characters' love for someone is broken and flawed.

Starting with an alternative ending of the tarmac scene, the first half of the fic concentrates on their hurt and emotional whump which sets the stage for what happens next. The second half concentrates on Sherlock's mission and features more physical whump. I had a plotty spy mission in my mind with lots of twists and intrigues. I also focused a lot on characterization.

I am still beyond thrilled and incredibly proud that I could pull this off so well. (I know, I'm praising myself, but still, comments confirm it.) I personally think that this is my best writing, technically and plot-wise.

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A Minor Detail

Sherlock has found the perfect flatmate for sharing 221b Baker Street. If only there would not be that minor detail in the small print of the lease agreement. Now, John has no other choice but take part in Sherlock‘s scheme.

I participated in Fandom Trumps Hate for the first time this year and @lostinsherlock44 generously bid on me.

I had this funny idea and then, the characters seemingly acted out of their own will and the fic just developed. This is definitely the funniest thing I have ever written and lots of comments tell about readers having laughed out loud. This makes me so very happy in return that my writing could give people a little good time and happiness.

[ncoincidences]

REC THE READS 24': Drarry edition

This fandom is filled with wonderful, talented, awesome, brilliant, showstopping creators. I loved reading every word on this list. And gazing at every brush stroke! Lots of love to drarry, one of the OG enemies to lovers <3 This is my third top ship of 2024 (down by 1 from 2023).

Precious Metal by @wolfpants i think this is my first Draco/Ron fic, and the premise of this fic - cursed in an abandoned cottage - pulled me in.

Raising Hell! by wolfpants - cinematic smut.

How to Begin by wolfpants - classic drunken young adult shenanigans!

Eye of the Storm by OTPshipper98 - whump plus recovery fic feat. cursed Harry forced to relive his childhood and a Healer Malfoy.

The Ordeal of Being Known by louisfake - another cursed Harry plus Mind Healer Malfoy... the hurt/comfort in this is SO strong!!!

Welcome to the Broom Closet by incapricious (wraithcaterpillar) - the concept???? this fic took 'I could recognise him by touch alone' to a NEXT level, i tell you.

Grounds for Divorce by Tepre - the slow burn, the UST.... this fic gave me a lot of feels. The basic premise is that Harry accidentally gets bonded to none other than Draco Malfoy.

He Who Must Not Be Normal by lettered - such an interesting read! the characters really shone through here!

The Journal of Dreadful Things by lilbeanz - i haven't caught up on the entirety of the series but this! fic! the whole series actually! just on another level, featuring Gay, Flamboyant, Teenage Draco and Fashionable Pansy and their Hogwarts up-to-no-goodery. In which older!Draco gives younger Draco a journal to do things otherwise to save the world.

Someone You Don't Want to Let Go. by orphan_account - this was a FUN twist on soulmates au, and had the balance of angst and fun to it :D

Solve Us Like a Mystery by tryslora - this fic was cosy with a hint of mystery, and i liked reading this fic even though i don't actively search out for mpreg.

Focus On Me by handledwithgloves - fun typical drarry, but it's Hogwarts Eight Year :D

Even Children Get Older by louisfake - shit this was absolutely adorable!! feat. Teddy!

survival is a talent by ShanaStoryteller - soulmates au who have to hide their relationship,, the beginning was cute but it got angstier (which i enjoy lol)

[lilmissnatcat24]

Electric Sheep Chapter Nine- Puff Puff Pass

As Shepard grows closer with the crew, Garrus shrinks farther.

pairing: Female Shepard/Garrus Vakarian

rating: Explicit

tags: Lovers to enemies to lovers, Slow Burn, Slow Build, Enemies to Lovers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Minor Character Death, ,Violence, Blood and Gore, Torture, Disturbing Themes, Dual POV, Earthborn (Mass Effect), Ruthless (Mass Effect), Mass Effect 2, Whump, Eventual Smut, Requited Unrequited Love, Mind Control, Pining, so much fucking pining that even i'm a little disturbed, Hurt/Comfort, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, OC Central, a kid show called the electromenom that teaches shepard about basic physics, yet another cliffhanger ending (sorry), second in series

cover: done by the stunning @/milkywayes!!!!!

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Race: Human

Q: Do turians lie? 

A: It is unpopular in turian culture to lie. Turians have a strong sense of honor and personal accountability. From a young age, turians are taught to embrace their decisions, and many find it a grave sin to lie. If asked directly, most turians would tell the truth, no matter if it paints them in an unfavorable light or implicates them in a crime. However, this is not to say that turians don’t possess the ability to lie. Some turians will adopt the mentality that “half-truths” work to both successfully cover the truth and maintain their honor. 

Q: How can humans understand turian subvocals? 

A: Turians have a secondary mode of communication called subvocals, which are located in the chest. They emit a frequency that other turians, and to an extent quarians and krogan, can hear with a naked ear. Subvocals work in a multitude of meanings, ranging from subliminal messages to true intent to sarcasm. Humans cannot hear subvocals without the assistance of echolocatioary technology, such as a Stethpack or a Richter Acousia. However, most humans can physically feel the vibrations of subvocals if they place a hand on a turian’s chest, back, or carapace (the large rounded cartilage that surrounds a turian’s shoulders). However, turians will tend not to appreciate physical touch without consent, so be sure to ask first!

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A: Unlike krogan, turians do not have self-regeneration biological capabilities. When a turian is pronounced dead, unfortunately they are dead. 

Q: How can a turian that’s been dead for over a year get resurrected? 

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A Gift of Pomegranate Wine: Terry in Prince's Solace

Guess who has given into impulse? But yeah, now King's Counsel has an AU :3 Here you go!

Tismoria and Echo's OCs belong to @echo-goes-mmm / @echo-goes-aaa

Warnings: Implied mutual dubcon, death in childbirth, mention of stillbirth, slavery whump, implied human trafficking, implied past noncon

Personal Note: Please read Echo's Birthday Present first! :3

It had been four years since Terrance had last heard his own name in any voice but his own, three years since Terrance had ‘earned’ the name of Thallos and been allowed nothing else, a year since Terrance had been separated from the other slaves, and three months since Terrance had been sold to his new master, Lord Achilles Phaedron, as a gift to his pregnant wife, Lady Ophelia. 

It had been two weeks since Lady Ophelia had died to a too-early birthing bed, taking her would-be twin sons with her. Two weeks since Master’s heart had died with her. According to the whispers in the servant quarters. 

Terrance had seen grief far too many times. Had felt it coil around his ribs and squeeze. He knew the look of a heart in hibernation. 

No amount of sewn clothes and food preparation and fitting into any crack that kept him out of sight, out of mind, could fill the hole dread dug into the bottom of his stomach lining. Not with the quiet nursery and series of abandoned rooms that only the Master was allowed to enter.

Once, Terrance had been helping Lady Ophelia put together that nursery. Had been giving her foot massages and helping her figure out how to monitor the movements of her babies through her belly and figuring out how to put together meals that wouldn’t make her sick when her cravings decided to drag their opposite into the mix. 

She’d been all but glowing, chestnut waves halo around her head, beaming at whoever came near when the morning sickness and the mood swings and the achy limbs let her. Her freckled hands never left her belly. 

Not even in the coffin. 

Terrance knew grief. Had seen the many forms it shifted into within the bellies of those it took root in. He could see the form it took in his Master. 

He watched his place here crumble to ash as his Master banished Terrance from his rumpled sheets, unable to face the drunken lover’s bites and bruising painting his newest slave’s skin. Even if Terrance couldn’t understand why. He was a slave, bent and broken. Rebuilt into whatever his Master might like; it was all he was good for anymore. It wasn’t like he minded. Wasn’t he meant to be used? 

He hadn’t known sex didn’t require pain. Had no way to know if that night was just a fluke.

Three weeks had passed since then. Nearly a month. 

Nearly a month spent in unspoken exile to the servant’s quarters, taking on whatever tasks he could get his hands on to drown out the empty hollow swelling up his throat. Ignoring the pitying gazes sent his way. He wasn’t the only one who knew what was coming. 

When his Master finally called him to his office, the remnants of that night having left his body completely, Terrance knew what happened even before the nobleman opened his mouth. 

Master was getting rid of him. 

- - - 

The last time Terrance had gone out to sea, it was the last time he had gotten to see Rhodantheia’s rocky shores. Perhaps it was fitting that this port was all he could see as they sailed away too. 

Four years. Four whole years of his life, swept away like dust after a rainstorm.

As the slave named Thallos watched the city disappear around the island’s curve, he numbly wondered how a place that looked so welcoming could hide so well every spatter of cursed blood washed away by water. 

Would his blood sprout roots for the curse it bore? Would Rhodantheia one day swallow this island whole in everlasting summer too?

Would home follow after him, too many years too late?

Magic burbled in Terrance’s veins as an unfamiliar hand set down on his shoulder, making him jolt. His head jerked up to look over at the person behind him. 

“It’s time to head down,” the sailor rumbled, nameless yet in his mind, their callouses pressing against the cotton he wore. They towered over him by over a head in height, skin tanned dark in the sun, black curls streaked with grey. 

He cooled the curse coiling brambles around his beating heart and ducked his head. “Yes, sir.” He knew better than to say anything else. 

Once, his voice had been all sharpened iron and frigid cold. Now, it was just soft. Cowed. Bittersweet like pomegranate seeds, shell cracked open for anyone to indulge. 

He didn’t recognize his own voice, anymore. 

The hand migrated down to his covered back, pushing him towards the slave’s quarters on deck. Terrance let himself be herded back into the dark. Into one of the two private rooms there. 

A dark room, with no moonlight to trickle inside. 

Terrance flinched as the door shut behind him. It wasn’t a small room, but the dark weighed on his shoulders, pushing himself down. He headed to the bed with hands in place of sight and clambered atop. His skin prickled. If he closed his eyes, he could hear the faint murmur of the other household slaves. 

Gifts didn’t get to stay with those who got to be kept. 

His shoulders hunched as he cupped his hands together, magic flickering to life. A tiny light dance in his palms. The darkness retreated just enough for Terrance to breathe properly. 

He focused on the spell, careful to keep an ear out for anyone who might approach the door. So he’d know to extinguish this tiny glimmer before anyone could realize just what he had kept hidden ever since the screams had started on that quiet night four years ago. 

Timorsia kept its magic for war in a way no Rhodantheian could. Or would. All that mattered anymore, though, was that little would get Terrance into even greater trouble than exposing what he was capable of, weak and almost harmless though it may be. 

And for now, he kept his little light alive. Flickering in the blurring of his eyes.

There was nothing else to do. 

Gifts didn’t get to make themselves useful.

- - -

Master did not take him to a throne room. 

The floors ran marble in the hallways, but Terry’s feet didn’t sting with the chill of something almost like home. His bare soles padded along on the vibrantly coloured rug runner coating the ground. Master’s hand rested against the small of his bare back. 

It was hard to think past the fizzling calming his mind that his master, shorter than him by only a few inches, sent rippling through that simple touch. If he could think more clearly, he’d appreciate it. Master knew exactly what he was doing; exploiting that feature of Terrance’s that his trainers had always told him showed just how he had been made to be on his knees before his betters. 

Right now, though, he couldn’t think. He could only feel. Only obey. 

Like a good slave. 

A good pet.

Only when that warm palm left his skin did he return to himself, watching a slave open the door for them both. He shivered at the chill of the shade cast over him, even as Master bathed himself in light. 

Wearing only the black leather collar laced along the front with loops of silver chain and the simple black silks reaching his ankles to cover his crotch from front and back, held up by silver leaves linked over his bare hips, wouldn’t be tenable back home. Back where the chill of summer gently blossomed with a soft flush of warmth. The decorative leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles, ringed by solid silver clicked shut like the simple rings hanging from his pierced ears, did nothing to help. 

Outside these palace walls, the sun had burned into his back under the gaze of the castle guards. 

He wasn’t home anymore. 

“Your Majesty,” Master called out, voice as dull and tired as it had always been since his screams over his wife’s shroud. A dull exhaustion that had broken only once, only to resurface with the sun. The widower walked into the office that did not look the way a king’s usually did, in Terrance’s not so limited experience. 

His feet touched dark varnished wood before he fully registered the click of fingers that had summoned him forth, thudding down on one knee at the subtle flick of fingers downwards. Terrance hung his head, gaze falling to the soft fur of the rug just inches away, lovingly dyed dark royal blue amidst natural pale cream. 

Terrance didn’t see the king, but he could hear him. 

Master had not told him why they were in Timorsia’s royal capital, why they had entered the palace of the royal family. He didn’t need to. 

It took the hardwon training, experience and practise of a prince to keep Terrance from making the mistake of swallowing down bile. 

The last time he’d been in the presence of royalty, he’d belonged among them. Now he was nothing. 

Pale fingers tilted up Terrance’s clean-shaven jaw, and his mind fizzled, lashes fluttering at the sight of ocean blue. The same blue of the ocean he’d drowned in as a child. The same blue of the ocean that had never loved him, and refused to stop reminding him of that fact. 

The king’s eyes met his own doe gaze above those ocean dark silks. 

King Jason scanned Terrance’s face, peering into the slave’s blown-wide pupils, and smiled. “A fine gift you are.”

[thatdragoncreaturething]

Hi, everyone! This is a sideblog I made for every kink other than vore. You'll be getting likes from a blog called @ibetyousweet. If this makes you uncomfortable, feel free to block me, I don't mind.

That being said - I need to put a big fat disclaimer here.

MINORS DNI. THIS IS AN NSFW, 18+ ACCOUNT RUN BY A DERANGED 21 YEAR OLD. I PROMISE THAT I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND. I SHALT SLAY ANY CHILDREN I SEE

Okay, back to your regularly scheduled pinned post. What you will find on here:

-Monster Lovin'

-Lots and lots of dragon appreciation

-CNC

-Breeding

-Oviposition

-Pregnancy

-Primal play (?)

-Praise/worshipping/whatever it's called idk

-Mild bloodplay

-Bondage

-Vampire appreciation

-Whump (maybe?)

-Occasional Teasin of mutuals

-Dom/Sub

-Hypnosis

-Occasional Heat/Rut talk

What you will NOT find here:

-!ncest

-Ped0Ph!l!a

-hard gore

-DDLG

-Ageplay

-Sc@t/P!ss/v0mit

-Medicalplay

-feral

-forcefem/destransition

-petplay

Edit to add:

DNI IF YOU ARE:

-A minor

-a pedo

-a TERF

-racist/homophobic

I take this shit seriously. Children are not welcome on this blog. Child lovers are not welcome on this blog. Radfems, racist, and homophobic people are not welcome here. I am a cis white woman, but I do not tolerate that at all! Hatred has no place on my blog(s).

With all that out of the way, thanks for visiting! Y'all know the drill by now. Thanks for stopping by. This blog is going to be pretty unserious compared to my other two lolol, so expect some really crazy things to be posted here, and also: this post is definitely going to be seeing updates too.

[aceofwhump]

Dear Ace,

I need some advice. I’ve been a whump lover for as long as I can remember and I’ve been lurking around this community for some time now but I’m still having some trouble with feeling the need to hide my love of whump. I like to write but hardly ever do because all my ideas center heavily around physical whump scenarios. I have the hardest time putting pen to paper because once I do, it’s out there….and what if someone accidentally reads it and realizes how dark my mind is?!?

Intellectually I know that’s ridiculous. I live alone and the chances of someone accidentally stumbling over my writing are practically zero and even if they somehow do, it’s a creative outlet right?

But I still can’t seem to manage actually writing any of it down.

Any words of wisdom about how to get over this hold up and be able to write the stories in my head? Thanks in advanced.

Signed,

Anxious Writer.

Hi nonny <3 Sorry for my slow response.

What you feel is incredibly common amongst the whump community. Incredibly common. You are not alone in these feelings. And just like you're not alone in feeling weird or uncomfortable about your love of whump you're also not alone in loving whump. There's sooooo many of us here with you and you are welcome in this community. Your work would be welcomed in this space. It really helped me finding out that there are sooo many people out there who love the same kind of stuff I do. So know you're not alone.

It took me a while to become comfortable with sharing my writing and my rambles and general love of whump as well. One thing that helped me is knowing I sharing it in a loving space of fellow whump lovers. So I made sure to tag it so that other whump lovers found it and that non whump lovers who have the tag blocked won't see it. Tagging is a really great way to get your work into the right fandom spaces (both with AO3 and tumblr).

I also share the fear that someone I know will find my writing. My mom especially can NEVER find it because she will not understand it at all. So when I do write I make sure I'm doing in the safety and seclusion of my bedroom where no one can see my computer screen. I don't write when I'm in the same room as my family. Not unless I'm 100% sure they can't see my screen. So another piece of advice I can offer is to create a secluded space for yourself where you can write without worry that someone will see it. I don't know if that's the best advice but it's something that makes me feel more comfortable when I write whump. My sister knows I write whump fanfics just like I know she writes smut but we've made an agreement to never go seeking each others profiles or reading each others fics. Just for our own comfort levels. We don't judge each other but knowing the other wont see what our minds come up with makes us feel better.

And I know it's hard to get over the hump of thinking what you want to write is dark and bad but I promise it is not bad to want to write whump. Tons and tons of people write whump. And not just the hundreds aof fanfic writers either! Look at the stuff written by Stephen King or Mike Flanagan. They're praised for their whump writing.

Another piece of advice I can offer that helped me start to share my work is to create a blog/space made specifically for your whump. As soon as I made this blog I immediately felt more at ease sharing my love of whump because I knew I could keep it separate from my real life and keep it as anonymous as I'd like. If you'd like you could create a whump sideblog and post your work there. Try with something small like a drabble in answer to a prompt post. I did that. I wrote a short little thing that fit a prompt post I liked and i got such a nice response from the community it made me feel more confident with sharing more of my writing. Is there a prompt you've seen that gave some inspiration? Go ahead and try sharing your response! See how it feels!

I hope something here helps you nonny. I know it can be hard but we'd love to read your work! Everyone has something unique to offer and teh more whump the better! This community is really nice and we'd love to have you <3

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On a related note, if you would prefer not to have minimal or any swearing in your fic I'd be happy to do that too!

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This is War of Stars and Shit's Whack Anyways: I value having a bit of fun with the source material above complete and strict adherence to it! And if someone else requested something that doesn't align to whatever the current canon is? So what. This franchise is a giant sandbox full of lots of other little sandboxes. I want people to enjoy their request and have fun reading it.

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Authors appreciate having a chance to hear from people who've taken the time to read what we've written! Take care, and may the Force be with you. 🩷

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[california-112]

TLG: E08 'Live'blog

Welcome to 2025! I am still on this train! Next stop: a Byers-centric ep!

TL;DR - This ep. This ep...we got the hurt/comfort. We got protective!Jimmy and Jimmy-Byers friendship. We got the 'sneaking into a prison' trope done EXCELLENTLY. This might be my fave so far because when I said Byers-centric, I was so right...my boy... ;-;

Oooh, big ship!

Langly I love your outfit! When did you get your shirt bestie

Frohike, down boy.

We stan a man who keeps his mind on the job tho

BASEBALL CAP BYERS!!!

Elvis impersenator?

Please say it isn't. Who I think it is. Please.

NO

Actually? Get it Jimmy. You're pretty good.

Not the fingerprint being 'read' by the screen lmao

Wait they thought this was a legit Elvis??? Dafuq?

Mic flip???

However. It does clearly show us that that mic is missing an XLR cable so. Hm.

F*ck.

Credits B)

He's still wearing the wig lolll

Byers I love you. Nothin in particular that this comment goes with I just love him

"I'm starting to think that maybe Elvis is really dead" Lmaooo

Is that the French Attache guy from the last ep?

Langly having a fight or flight moment

Jimmy's smile is nice! :)

Byers proper smile moment (rare!)

Actually I don't think it is the French Attache but he's certainly been in something TXF-related before

Your OUTLAW son?

A Team reference!

Are we going to get our own 'sneak into prison dressed as an inmate' ep? 👀

Byers putting a Thomas Jefferson quote into the mix for no reason

Jimmy's going in?

Wait why is Byers undressing. And what's with the cuffs

Texas?

Byers AND Jimmy!

Wait they put them straight on DEATH ROW what the f*ck???

Byers,,,

Ohhh I feel a panic attack fic coming on

I bet this guy kills the cockroach

Called it

Jimmy :(

And they are breaking into a burger place because...?

He had a silent alarm in a burger joint???

"Take my word for it! Pfeifer is absolutely a murderer!" Ah yes. That surely sounds trustworthy.

"He don't? Uh, uh..." Getting into character lmao

EXACTLY Yves. Glad you're here to put some sense into them.

Femenine wiles lol

Wait Byers. Byers. Wait. Byers

"You're not the fighting type." / "I won't have to be." Whump-lovers dream scenario coming up I fear

HE'S MY B*TCH???

PROTECTIVE JIMMY YESSS

Also he's in cell DR-007 lol

Byers.

Get! It! Yves!!!

Not the bubblegum and everything lmao

BYERS NOOO

"Where's John?" 🥺😭

Jimmy is just completely entranced lol

"I miss you baby..." / "Yeah? Oh!" They are made for eachother

Jimmy stop.

THE GUARD LMAOOO

Oh nice move

Peebo.

He broke his f*cking arm?

Byers nooo. My boy :(

Steady on Pfeifer damn

Oh yeah like he'll be able to wear that unobtrusively. Tf???

Aw f*ck.

Alright so what do we reckon Byers and Jimmy are '''in for'''

The lawyer!

The way they're showing us (the audience) this over-ear display absolutely rocks

Wait so Byers got whumped for NOTHING?

Jimmy look out!

Is the mom involved somehow?

They're sleeping on camp beds in their motel base...

Bet you it's not Yves

CALLED IT

LANGLY you need to get better at hiding things

You're actually being pretty cute in this scene tho ngl

"She's agreed to marry me!" WHAT IS THAT COVER STORY

Yes Yves. Toad boyyy

He's outside. He's outside!

Jimmy, don't trust this man.

He wants to farm cockroaches. (Different man)

Wait how is Byers' arm ok

Bro take the damn smoke.

Yes Byers!!!

Turn those puppy eyes on, damnnn

Ah yes. Prison officers

Why didn't we get a Byers + Frohike and Langly reunion??? He's been hurt, hello???

What's with the cowboy hats in the waiting room lol

Tell him!

They're rangers?!

Yeeeah! Happy Elvis montage!

Not 'Roach Rescue' 💀

Don't slap my boy lady your son literally did it

Something about how Byers just stands there in the rain and Jimmy walks over and covers him with the umbrella. My heart...

HUG!? 🥺

THIS EPISODE oh my god. Oh my goddd

[evilwriter37]

Hey, i know you are a fan and i just started watching Teen Wolf (Am currently on s1e8). I hope you don't mind, but i was wondering if you knew of any good fanfics you could recommend? (I really love Scott and whump)

Aw man, I wish I knew of some good ones! The fanfic trends that were going on while I was watching the show just weren’t for me, (and Scott gets pushed to the side all the time), so I kind of just stayed away from Teen Wolf fic.

But I’m so glad you’re watching!!! Another Scott lover is always welcome!!! (He’s one of my favorite protagonists of all time.)

[audioaujom]

3: Who Was Right All Along

MITT Hub, <prev, next >

Welcome back! This is the last relatively light chapter (lol) before the real shit hits the fan and the whump I started this fic for begins. What ever could be happening to Logan in the time it takes for Virgil to find him? In other news, I’m considering whether or not to add enemies to friends/lovers to the overall tags. Anyway, enjoy!

Word Count: 1519

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Virgil threaded his way through the more crowded streets, the sun rising higher in the sky as the day continued. He kept a careful eye on everyone around him as he followed Patton’s directions, but stopped upon seeing someone sitting off by themselves outside of the square.

The guy looked queasy, his face pale and body shaking a bit as he took small sips from a flask of water in his hands.

“You look pale there, you okay?” Virgil asked, pushing his hood back as he approached.

This guy has seen some shit. What the hell happened?

“Yeah, just… shaken up from something this morning.” The guy explained, brushing a hand back through his messy brown hair. He looked up at Virgil, offering him a drink. “…I’m Thomas.”

“Virgil.” Virgil hesitated a moment before taking it, sipping some water and passing it back. “So, Thomas, can you tell me what happened?”

“I had to get up early this morning to help pick up some deliveries for my mom. As I was heading through the town square, the Hanover twins stopped me. Real dicks, those guys, but you can’t exactly say no, you know?”

“Yeah. Keep going.” Virgil nodded, dread starting to creep into his mind as the twins were mentioned.

Why do I feel like I know where this is heading?

“Well, Prescott was bragging about some ritual thing that proved he was ‘worthy’.” Thomas was clearly uncomfortable, scratching at the back of his neck and staring down at the street. “All of a sudden this guy comes up to him and asks if he’s talking about this thing they do where they… murder… kids…” His voice waned and got quieter, Virgil’s eyes widening.

“What?”

He knew the family was crazy, but killing kids? That… seemed about right, actually.

Maybe Logan’s not so crazy after all.

“Worst thing is that neither of the twins denied it.” Thomas stared down at his hands, rubbing them together anxiously. “I felt sick after realizing that’s what he was talking about, so I got away from the conversation as fast as I could. Last I heard, Maxwell had run off to get their mother. I don’t know what happened after that.”

“...the guy who came up to them. What did he look like?”

“Uh… About my height, I guess? Sorta dark brown hair kinda swept out of his face, greenish eyes, glasses.” Thomas offered, Virgil sighing to himself as it all clicked into place.

“Let me guess, wearing a button up tucked into his slacks?”

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

“I know the guy.” Virgil admitted, Thomas nodding a bit to himself.

“Well, I hope he’s alright, then.”

“Yeah… We’ll see about that.” Virgil mumbled to himself, hoping Thomas couldn’t hear him. “You should be careful, though. Maybe take some time off.”

Thomas blinked, confused, but nodded nonetheless. “Okay. Thanks. For uh… listening. And the advice.”

“Yeah.” Virgil barely registered Thomas’ goodbye as he was too busy staring at the flash of plate armor from the nearby square. Stepping out of the street to get a better view, Virgil’s well-trained eyes narrowed in on the Hanover crest on the upper corner of the knight’s breastplate.

He took off through the crowd after putting his hood back up, expertly weaving unnoticed through the crowd to shadow the guard, waiting for him to head into an unoccupied street with one hand resting on the dagger concealed behind his back.

The moment the two were out of view Virgil threw an arm out, causing the knight to stumble back into the nearest wall as Virgil whirled around to pin him, using his other hand to draw his dagger and place the tip of the blade against his throat.

“You.” Virgil’s voice was low, the knight staring dumbfoundedly at him as his hands raised up towards his shoulders as best he could. “You work with them, don’t you?”

“Well now, I’m afraid I don’t know what—“

“Don’t lie. Besides, it was a rhetorical question.” Virgil cut him off by pressing the blade further into his skin, the first drop of blood starting to force its way out under the dagger. “I need to know if you were there this morning during the fight or not.”

“What ever could you be talking about?” The knight wheezed a little, trying to keep his breathing shallow so as to not cut himself further. It was mostly successful.

“Were you there this morning during the fight? Yes or no?” Virgil was losing his patience, the knight seeming to finally take notice of this as he sighed and gulped nervously.

“Well, I wasn’t there for the actual fight, I don't think. I was just posted outside the Hanover art gallery, so I was only involved after the guy ran.”

“Tall, brown hair, glasses?”

“What? Yeah, I guess.” The knight was confused, but still affirmed Virgil’s description. It’s not like he had many options. “We were ordered to catch him, so we did.”

“Shit, this is bad.” Virgil muttered to himself, glancing around a bit before glaring pointedly back up at him. “Where did you take him?” 

“What?”

“It’s important!” Adjusting his grip on the dagger, Virgil huffed and got further up into the guy’s face. “Where the hell did you take him?”

“Jesus flipping Christ, man, what is your problem?” The guy cringed a little, turning his head a little to the side before realizing Virgil wasn’t going to let up. “Geez, alright! I took him back to the Hanover house, and that was that.”

“Dammit. He could already be dead.” Virgil let go of the knight, slipping the dagger back in its sheath as he all but paced in the street and began mumbling to himself. “How am I gonna tell Patton?”

“I’m sorry, dead? That can’t be right.” The guy chuckled nervously, watching Virgil. “What absurd reason would they have to kill a regular old guy like him?”

“Apparently he discovered they kill kids for shits. I’d say that warrants him being silenced.”

The knight stared at Virgil for a long moment, face flabbergasted as he desperately tried to catch up to what he just heard, breaking the silence a moment later with a loud and stuttered, “They what?!”

“How the hell do you work for them and not know what they do in their spare time?” Virgil stopped in his pacing, giving him a disgusted look that the knight very much did not appreciate.

“I’m not exactly privy to family matters, you… overgrown cloaked raccoon!” He crossed his arms, looking away defensively. “I barely even know their names, let alone know about their crazy murder rituals!”

“What, so you’re just some dumb pretty boy for show?” Virgil smirked, leaning back against the wall opposite him. “Do you even have any combat skills or are you just there to make the others look good?”

“How dare you say something so insulting! I am a knight of the Hanover family, and I—“

Waving a dismissive hand in the air, Virgil nervously bit at his lip and stared down at the stone road between his feet. “Yeah yeah, shut it, pretty boy. I need to make a plan and don’t need your ignorance rubbing off on me.”

The knight was silent for several long moments before he spoke up again, quieter. “You really think they’re going to kill him? For discovering they’re some crazy murder cult?”

“The only way to find out is to ask him.” 

“Okay.” He nodded once, seeming more sure of himself. He smacked his cheeks hard a couple of times, before taking a deep breath and composing himself completely. “I can do that.”

Startled, Virgil looked back up. “What?” 

“I’ve got unrestricted access to the house and I can find and talk to him. If there’s any truth to what he says, I… I can probably get him out.”

“You’d do that?” Virgil asked suspiciously, narrowing his eyes. “You know that if they catch you they could kill you too, right?”

“If they’re really as crazy as either of you say, I’d rather take my chances than just keep working for them.” He paused for a moment before adding, “I don’t think I could focus on working knowing what I know, anyway.”

“I’ll hold you to that. Whatever you find out, let’s meet again soon.” It’s not that Virgil trusted this guy, but if he wanted to find Logan—for Patton’s sake, of course, not because he was actually worried at all—this idiot was his best shot.

“When and where?”

“I’ll find you.”

“Well, that sounds very delightful and not ominous at all.” The knight nodded, before adding with a chuckle, “Sure you can?”

“Hey, remember that I got the jump on you this time, so I can easily do it again.” Virgil shrugged, smirking. “See you around, pretty boy.”

Virgil’s cloak swished behind him as he pulled the hood up, disappearing into the crowd as the now indigent knight called after him.

“My name is Roman!” He waited for a moment, seeing another smirk sent his way from a little ways off. “Not that you bothered to ask. Asshole.”