#whumpcember day 20

[fanfictasia]

Whumpcember Day 20

Drugged

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from If Your Wings are Broken

Crosshair lets out an ungraceful yelp, and Omega pokes her head out of hiding to see AZI zipping out from behind him.

Crosshair stumbles, half-dropping his rifle, his wings instinctively flapping to keep his balance. Even losing consciousness, he manages to meet Omega’s gaze, glaring at her.

She stands, shaking her wings out a little and running towards him. She reaches him before he hits the ground and tries to awkwardly half-catch him, guiding him down.

“I did it,” AZI says gleefully.

Omega smiles faintly at him, being seeing Crosshair again is bringing back… a lot of things.

His wings are still the same gray she remembers from when he was born. They were so tiny. And sort of wet. It was weird. Nala Se told her to stop touching them, but she did it, anyway. They were adorable. They’re so much bigger now – everyone’s are, but she still…

He still looks young. Not tiny, but still young, and it’d be easiest to just leave now, but she really, really doesn’t want to.

Omega wants him back. Not away. Not – they need him. They miss him. They don’t leave their own behind. She can’t do the same to him, but taking his chip out would be – be risky, like she told Hunter on Bracca. She’s afraid to do that to him.

Tech isn’t here to make sure it works, and Hunter isn’t here to tell her it’s okay. But Hunter still said it was worth the risk of taking out, right?

[baubeautyandthegeek]

Too Late For Second Chances

A/N: Lucifer fakes Charlotte’s death to protect her, but will she ever be okay? Written for Day 20 of @whumpcember​ . 

Charlotte is still sleeping when Lucifer confronts her ex, lying to protect her from him sniffing around. She had bled on him earlier and he half-smiles at the man’s look of shock, his tone dark and deeply angry. “It’s too late…” “She’s….” “Dead. I suggest you leave before I kill you for chasing her that last day.” The man leaves slowly and Lucifer finds himself staring at the man’s back, considering how close he came to losing Charlotte, how close he’s always been to losing the women he loves. Maze, Chloe, now Charlotte. Later he’ll wake up to Charlotte curled into his side, nestled deeply enough against him to soak up the comfort of his presence even as she trembles in her sleep. She will be okay, one day, he will make sure of that.

[serickswrites]

Little Thing

Warnings: captivity, chemical restraints, drugging, implied noncon, creepy/intimate whumper

"Oh you sweet, precious, little thing," Whumper cooed as they cupped Whumpee's cheek. "I am going to enjoy taking my time with you." They kissed Whumpee on the lips.

Whumpee couldn't move. They could barely breathe. It took everything in them to keep their eyes open, and even then, they could feel their grip on the consciousness slipping. They weren't sure what Whumper had injected them with. All they knew was that they could barely move and the moment their world began to grow hazy, Whumper began to touch them.

"You are such a lovely, little thing," Whumper kissed down Whumpee's neck. "I just had to make you mine. So lovely, so perfect."

Whumpee blinked back tears as Whumper kissed down their exposed chest. This was unspeakably evil. This was something they did not want to be awake for. This was the worst thing Whumpee had experienced.

"Don't worry, little thing," Whumper looked up at Whumpee across their body, "I'll be gentle with you. I want you to last longer than some of the others."

Whumpee closed their eyes, allowing themself to drift closer to unconsciousness. They didn't want to be awake for the next part. Mercifully, the waiting dark consumed them.

[alexversenaberrie]

It’s Too Late....

[whumpcember]

Welcome back to Whumpcember!

Or if you're new, welcome!

This is the second ever Whumpcember event and I am happy to be running it again! I am so thankful for all the support for last year's Whumpcember and for everyone who filled out the prompt list form! I hope everyone has a wonderful writing Whumpcember, and now, onto the rules!

Prompts should be answered with whump as the main focus

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

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

Though, prompts answered during December will most likely be reblogged

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

When posting onto Tumblr you can either @ the blog or tag with #whumpcember2023 and the day's tag, such as #whumpcember2023 day1

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

An AO3 Collection will go out on December 1 and close January 1, it's not mandatory, but if you want your works saved in a collection, make sure you get it in on time!

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

If you have any more questions, send me an ask, but please read the FAQ first!

Written Prompt list below:

-Main Prompts-

Day 1: Fever

Day 2: Sickness

Day 3: Hypothermia

Day 4: Hidden Injury

Day 5: Impaled

Day 6: Nightmares

Day 7: Fainting

Day 8: Isolation

Day 9: Brainwashing

Day 10: Freezing

Day 11: Infection

Day 12: Touch Starved

Day 13: Restraints

Day 14: Cornered

Day 15: Hallucinating

Day 16: Head Injury

Day 17: Fire

Day 18: Chronic Pain

Day 19: Exhaustion

Day 20: Drugged

Day 21: Choking

Day 22: Seizures

Day 23: Nosebleed

Day 24: Bullet

Day 25: Coma

Day 26: Collapse

Day 27: Bleeding Out

Day 28: Abandoned

Day 29: Paralyzed

Day 30: Delirium

Day 31: Homeless

-Alts-

Alt 1. Stabbed

Alt 2. Forced to Watch

Alt 3. Drowning

Alt 4. Ice

Alt 5. Sacrifice

Alt 6. Concussion

Alt 7. Hunger

Alt 8. Tears

Alt 9. Begging

Alt 10. Abused

[how-much-for-a-whump]

WHUMPCEMBER day 20:

Prompt: "Drugged"

Paramparça 68. Bölüm

@whumpcember

[just-here-for-the-whump]

@whumpcember Day 20: Drugged - Chuck 4x4 Chuck Versus The Couch Lock

[zanazirafanfic]

WIP Whenever

I thought I posted this a few days ago, but I apparently forgot. Woops. 😅 I pushed all of my fics back for a week so I could take a little break, get myself reorganized, and make sure my plots were headed where I wanted them to (in regards to 25DCC especially.) Plus, I finally got a chance to start RDR1, and it's been amazing!

Anyway, here is the tentative list of what I'm working on for the next week or so. Everything is listed by planned date of publication. :)

2/15/24 - "Ruffling A Few Feathers" - Arthur has fun teasing Catboy!Micah using a treasure found during his travels. But as with everything in his life, there are unintended consequences.

2/16/24 - 25DCC, Ch.12 - "Tucking Them In" - 1910. Kieran comes home to Mary-Beth and their children after a long journey.

2/17/24 - Whumpcember Day 12 - "Touch-Starved" - Karen Jones grieves Sean's passing once the dust finally settles after the Braithwaite raid. H/C feat. Arthur Morgan.

2/20/24 - 25DCC, Ch. 13 - "Getting Anxious for Christmas" - 1910. John and Abigail receive a letter from Dutch and Hosea, and John makes a trip to Lone Wolf Stead to share it with his brothers. Once there he finds Arthur sick and being a terrible patient, and steps in to help before Charles finally decides to murder his husband.

2/21/24 - Whumpcember Day 13 - "Restraints" + Alt "Collapse" - The boys free Sean from Ike Skelding's band of bounty hunters. Unfortunately, he's in a little rougher shape than they thought.

[suspensefulpen]

Whumpcember Day 20: Drugged

TW: Noncon Drugging, Mentions of Violence/Torture

@whumpcember

The heavy metal door squeaked open. Whumper hummed and walked inside the dimly lit room, a sort of briefcase in his hand. “Really need to get that door checked out, huh?”

Whumpee didn’t respond. He couldn’t. He was gagged so he wouldn’t. He fought the urge to roll his eyes. Whumper walked up to the table that was next to the chair Whumpee was tied to. He placed the briefcase down and opened it. Inside were several syringes and small vials. Whumpee raised a brow.

“You seem surprised.” Whumper hummed. “Oh that’s right, I didn’t tell you about my plan, did I?” He smiled darkly. “I noticed that you fight pretty well. Well, at least when you’re conscious. It’s only right considering just about everyone’s looking for a guy who happens to have the same physical description as you. Police, FBI, mafia, everyone. Do you happen to be aware of that?” His grin widened. “Oh wait, you can’t respond. Right, I forgot. You don’t have to. It’s alright. Anyway, you fight a little too well. You dodge pretty good. I’d like to see how well you can take pain. So I’m going to give you my favorite! Paralytic!”

Whumpee furrowed his brows. Whumper laughed. “Don’t look like that! It’ll be fun, I promise! You’ll get to feel every bit of it.” He prepared the syringe filling it with the drug. He stepped closer. “Hold still.” Whumpee violently shook his head, forcing him to step back. Whumper frowned. “I told you to stay still. It’ll go by faster if you just do what I ask.” He stepped around, behind Whumpee, forcing his head in place. He could only grunt as the needle pierced the skin of his neck. Despite how much he tried to stop it, his body grew weaker and weaker by the second.

Whumper stepped away with a hum, putting away the medical equipment. He grabbed the knife that was tucked away in the breifcase, turning back to Whumpee. “Shall we begin?”

This may or may not have been inspired by Person of Interest…aka the best show ever.

[supercriminalbean]

Being forced to watch.

Luke Alvez x GN!Reader x Penelope Garcia

Day 5 alt 2 Being forced to watch. @whumpcember part two.

Warnings: killing, death, kidnapping, blood, knifes.

Summary: What happened when you awake confused and tied up, and you have the fate of two people you care for in your hands.

A/N: I apologise. Also this won't make sense without part two that will be posted tomorrow sorry it's rushed just finished work wrote this in 20 minutes lmao.

You don't know how you got here, strapped to a chair in a brightly lit room. You can hear people move around you but you can barely

see them. Your mind feels out of place, the last thing you rember is having dinner with the team then you were heading back to the car, then everything went dark. 

"We got you know (Y/n)" A dark voice chuckles at you as he walks into the view. You can't make out his face, the lights to bright for your stinging eyes, you blame the drugs they used in you. 

"Fuck you" Spitting directly at him as you pull at the restraints. He laughs at you weak attempts before smirking pulling out his knife. 

"Don't be like that baby, we are just starting to have fun"

"My team will find us" You his at him, watching the knife with fear.

"Oh you mean this team" His smirk grows as another light flashes on and you see behind him is another room, separated by a one way mirror. Your heart drops as you spot Luke tied to a chair, blood dripping down his face as another unsub stands behind him, a knife trailing down his arm. 

"NO, let him go" Snapping at him. No he can't have Luke, anyone but your Luke. 

"Oh I could, but what fun would that be" His chuckles sends shivers down your spine as he brings the knife to your cheek. "Tell me the information, and I'll let him live!" He demands furiously as he slices your cheek slightly. 

"What information?" You take a sharp breath as you watch the other guy slice into Lukes cheek aswell. 

"You know what I want!" He screams at you, fear and anxiety building inside you as you try an figure out who this guy is. 

"I  I I don't" You stumble over yours words as the other unsub shoves the knife into Lukes shoulder causing him to scream in pain. "No no stop it!" You yell at him, your arms shaking as you watch the blood drop down Lukes chest. 

"Tell me, or I'll kill him" He slaps you hard across the face before trailing the knife down your chest. 

"I can't, I don't know" You can't help but sob as he brings the knife up to Lukes neck. "No no no please stop it" Tears spill from your eyes as you watch him slice Luke neck a scream slips from you as the man laughs psychotically at you. 

~~~

The tears won't stop as you stare at his body, your own shaking uncontrollable from watching your boyfriend being murder Infront of you. The unsub grabs your face, gripping it tightly as he demands an answer over and over again. Soon you hear another scream, your eyes shoot to the other side of the room. Where the other unsub is dragging in Penelope, tears sliding down her own face as she looks at you in disgust. 

"You killed Luke, you should of told them" Her screams cut deep into you as you beg your heart to slow down. 

"N no no Pen I didn't..I don't know anything" you beg for her to understand, the room starts to spin. 

"Yes yes you do" Her heart wrenching sobs make your own fresh tears start to roll.

"I don't please... please"

"Liar, it should be you dead not Luke" 

"Now it will br you" The unsub laughs as he holds the gun tightly against Penelope's head. 

"No no no please please don't" Your sobbing uncontrollably again, unable to get any air in. "I don't know, I don't know" 

"I hate you" Penelope cries as she stares at you, her eyes fill of anger and disbelief.

"Liar!" The unsub screams before pulling the trigger an unearthly scream escaping you before it all goes dark.

~~~

Part two.

[fanfictasia]

Whumpcember Day 20

“It’s too late.” 

Spoiler: This is an excerpt from Candlelight

“It is too late for that.” His lightsaber hisses on, but Anakin stands unmoved, unshaken. He’s not afraid. He couldn’t be afraid, when all he sees in front of him is… himself. The corruption Sidious has runs deeper, and it has always been different with him, but Dooku is so much like himself.

“Why?” Anakin asks, “Because the Jedi taught you that? You know they are not always right. Choosing Light is no harder than choosing Darkness. You just have to try.”

“And return to the Jedi, as if I can ignore all they are blinded to? No. The plans of the Sith are far greater than that.”

“They are not plans. They are dreams. Your dreams, Dooku. Sidious would have me kill you and take your place. He would rule the galaxy as a tyrant, controlled by his blind fear of losing. You would not be there to see it.”

“The strongest will prevail. It is the way of the Sith.” Whether or not Dooku was fazed by that, Anakin can’t tell. He holds himself together well, his expression rarely betraying emotion. Quite honestly, he doesn’t know if the Sith believes him.

“That has been the way of the galaxy for far too long, yes. But their way does not have to be your way. You can leave. I won’t follow you.” It’s strange to be doing what he so long wanted someone to do for him. It feels… freeing. But for a moment, Anakin wonders if half the reason he’s being as persistent as he is, is as if it can make up for killing Dooku previously – and maybe, maybe it can.

He has to hope.

Anakin feels a shift before it happens, of something changing just moments before he senses Obi-Wan’s presence. Finally, the Republic made it here. It’s been quite a while. he didn’t expect it’d end up being this long.

It’s good, but the timing isn’t exactly perfect – he needs to make sure Dooku understands that he’s being given a chance to make this right.

“They’ll be coming soon,” Anakin tells him, “You have a chance to leave. To fix this. Are all the Jedi Sidious has captured here?”

[heroofshield]

Whumcember Day 20- Drugged (Mass Effect Reyes/Ryder)

@whumpcember

Warnings: secretly drugged drink

The party was billed as a celebration of the Pathfinder resetting the Monoliths and dealing with the lingering Kett presence on Kadara. Although it was Kadara so they would use any excuse to throw a party.

Annabel Ryder watched everyone dance and drink in Tartarus, knowing that the party was going just as strong up in Kralla's. She was tired after a long day in the Badlands, but didn't want to be a wet blanket so she waited a few hours before getting up and starting towards the exit. "I'm ready for water that doesn't smell like sulfur." she thought, ignoring the whistles and cheers that rose up around her as people noticed.

She was halfway to the door when she heard the familiar smooth voice say, "Leaving before the party gets good? That's unlike you Ryder."

A half-smile appearing, Anna looked towards the voice and saw Reyes Vidal with his trademark flightsuit on and a smirk to match. "And how would you know what's unlike me? I'm complicated. Or at least that's what several ex's have said."

Reyes closed the distance between them, ignoring the rest of the partygoers that surrounded them. She had that effect on him, making his world shrink until it was just the two of them. "What do you say to one more drink...somewhere private?"

"Just the two of us?" Anna replied, inhaling softly at Reyes's feather light touch of his fingers against his arm. They might have to keep whatever this was between them a secret, but that didn't mean they couldn't have some fun with it.

Reyes leaned close to Anna before saying, "Get us some drinks and meet me up in my room."

Not waiting for an answer he left Anna and threaded his way through the crowd, up the stairs and into the VIP room that he'd 'rented' from Kian; a convenient way to launder credits when he needed to.

He wasn't alone very long, Anna showing up carrying a bottle of moonshine and two glasses. "I figured we could have more than one drink." she said as the door closed and the sounds of the party became muffled.

"I like the way you think." Reyes said, taking the bottle and giving them each a a hefty pour. Taking one of the glasses he raised it in a salute, "To the Pathfinder."

Anna raised an eyebrow but clinked her glass with his, "To me."

The moonshine wasn't Kadara's best, the bitter taste making Reyes grimace. "That's rough, even for this place." he coughed after downing almost the entire glass, wondering where Kian had gotten it.

A look of panic appeared on Anna's face and she started to say, "Reyes the drink-"

Then Reyes's vision became blurry and he blinked rapidly, trying to sharpen it. But it only increased and he started to feel wobbly. Turning towards the couch that was in the room, he was somewhat aware of Anna continuing to talk, but couldn't understand what she was saying. Black starting to creep around the edges of his vision, Reyes was somewhat aware of his legs giving out and falling towards the floor.

Then nothing.

--

The pounding headache told Reyes that he was still alive and slowly opening his eyes also told him that he was still in the rented room in Tartarus, albeit in the small side room that he used as quarters when he didn't want to make the long trek back to his apartment in the port proper.

His tongue feeling fuzzy, he struggled to sit up and found that his limbs felt like lead weights.

"Hey, don't move just yet. The drug is still in your system." Anna said,

"What?" Reyes asked in a gravely voice, slightly confused as to what Ryder had just said.

"The moonshine. It was drugged. That's what I was trying to tell you as you passed out." Anna let out a sigh, running a hand through her short red hair. "SAM detected it almost right away and told Doctor T'Perro. It...took awhile for her to get here and when she did, found both of us passed out." She licked her lips, trying to order her still reeling thoughts. "I only had some of the moonshine so I wasn't out for very long but you...why did you have to be a dumbass."

"To be fair, I wasn't-I was just really thirsty."

"Goddamn it Reyes, you scared me." Anna swallowed thickly, trying not to cry in front of whatever Reyes was to her.

"Hey." Reyes slowly reached for Anna's hand and took it, giving it a slight squeeze. "I'm okay. And when I'm better I'm going to ask why the fuck Kian wanted to drug me."

Anna shook her head, "It wasn't Kian. I forget who gave me the bottle, but I know it wasn't him."

Reyes just nodded, not saying anything but mentally running down the list of enemies he'd made while on the planet. It was a short one and once he'd fully recovered there would be hell to pay. But for now he focused on Ryder and reassuring her. "I believe you. And it's okay, I"m here."

Anna wiped the not-quite tears away and leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Reyes's lips. "I'm here too."

[serickswrites]

Electrify

Warnings: captivity, restraints, torture, electrocution, unclear character status, forced to watch

“Stop, please!” Caretaker begged. They pulled against the chains keeping them to the chair. Tried to tip the chair over as they watched Whumper thrust the cattle prod into Whumpee’s side over and over. 

“It’s too late for talking, Caretaker,” Whumper said without looking up. “You took everything from me, now I’m taking it from you.”

Whumpee shrieked at twitched as Whumper thrust the prod into their side again. And again. And again. Their cries becoming weaker and weaker. Caretaker could see them trembling. Could see the sweat drip down their face. But they were powerless to stop. 

“Please. Please. Anything. I’ll do anything.” Caretaker tried once more. They had to free Whumpee. Whumper had been at them for hours and Caretaker had been completely powerless to stop. 

“Anything you say?” Whumper paused a moment. 

Whumpee slumped low in their chair, the restraints still keeping them in the seat. But now that they were no longer being forced upright by the continuous flow of electricity, they just let their weary body go lax. 

“Anything. Please.” Caretaker didn’t take their eyes of Whumper. But they tried to watch Whumpee out of the corner of their eye. Tried to see if Whumpee was awake. They could hear the stuttered hitch of Whumpee’s breath. 

Whumpee was alive. For now.

“Oh, but Caretaker, you are doing something,” Whumper said darkly as they began to put down the cattle prod and pick up another, cruder looking instrument. They flipped it on and off. Electric sparks flew between the sharp prongs. “You’re watching as I destroy your world.” 

Whumpee only screamed once as Whumper pressed the instrument to the side of their neck. Their body jerked and jumped, but they fell silent as Whumper continued to pump electricity through their body. 

Caretaker wasn’t sure how long Whumper continued to shock Whumpee while they were unconscious. They only knew their throat was raw from yelling at Whumper. From begging Whumper to stop. And from trying to reassure Whumpee that it would be ok. 

Caretaker hated themself for the lie. Hated themself that they had promised Whumpee they would keep Whumpee safe. And they hated themself even more because Whumpee was hurt because of them. 

“Whumpee,” Caretaker whispered. They strained forward to see if Whumpee still drew breath. 

Whumpee hadn’t moved since Whumper had stopped shocking them. They hadn’t so much as twitched. Whumpee was far too still and too quiet for Caretaker to be comfortable. 

“Whumpee,” Caretaker tried again, hoping their voice was louder. 

But still, Whumpee remained unresponsive. 

[its-my-whump]

Whumpcember2023 Day 23 - Nosebleed

@whumpcember

Tw: nosebleed, duh

As usual, it just came out of nowhere. The moment he felt it flowing, it was already too late.

The lifted hand just too slow, big red dots instantly turning into a flowing thick stream down his palm and forearm, right under his sleeve.

The first were already staining his shirt and pants, because he didn't manage to lean forward on his chair fast enough either.

Surely no tissue in his near proximity, so he just put his hands, formed to cups under the stream of blood dislodging from his nose and got up to make it to the bathroom, already feeling a bit lightheaded. The hope to not leave a trail of gore was in vain.

He managed to open the door with his elbow awkwardly, while weakly leaning against it. Then just let himself fall to his knees, his head above the sink, his chest pressed against it and just let it flow out. This could take a while. Months of experience told him, that there was nothing he could do to effectively stop it anyway, so he just endured till it was over, hoping not to pass out before.

Could be 2 minutes to 20. Mostly even after the first wave had stopped and blood

had started clotting, it still started over. Some part had to run dry, before it was really over. His bloodpressure was low the last few days, because this episodes kept on repeating themselves too often.

So for now, he just kneeled in front of the sink, looking frustrated at the forming puddle, that was faster growing, that flowing down the tap, waiting for it to be over.

whumpcember masterlist

[whumpcember]

Introducing Whumpcember 2022!

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

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

Now after that ramble, onto the actual rules:

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

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

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

Though, prompts answered during December will most likely be reblogged

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

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

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

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

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

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

Written Prompt List Below

-Main Prompts-

Day 1: Hypothermia

Day 2: Avalanche

Day 3: Storm

Day 4: Shortness of Breath

Day 5: “I hate you!”

Day 6: Separated

Day 7: Scars

Day 8: Faked Death

Day 9: Sacrifice

Day 10: “I won’t leave you”

Day 11: Clothing That Doesn’t Fit

Day 12: Broken Bone

Day 13: Fear of the Unknown

Day 14: Shaking

Day 15: “You’re A Monster”

Day 16: Bad Luck

Day 17: Icy Deep

Day 18: Betrayal

Day 19: Electricity

Day 20: “It’s Too Late”

Day 21: Self-Hate

Day 22: Closing In

Day 23: Stumbling

Day 24: Anticipation

Day 25: “Shouldn’t You Be Happy?”

Day 26: Free Falling

Day 27: Crash Landing

Day 28: Explosion

Day 29: Failure

Day 30: The End Is Nigh

Day 31: Slow Healing

-Alts-

Alt 1. Nightmares

Alt 2. Desperation

Alt 3. Deal With The Devil

Alt 4. Accidental Injury

Alt 5. “I Won’t Help You”

Alt 6. Revenge

Alt 7. Lashing Out

Alt 8. Secrets

Alt 9. On The Run

Alt 10. “I Would Die For You”

[whumpitlikeyoumeanit]

Whumpcember 2023 Masterlist

Since my Whumpcember entries are all part of one long fic, I thought it would be useful to make a masterlist to link at the beginning of each post.

The prompts are used in specific scenes, in order. I'm only posting the specific scenes on tumblr, but the AO3 story will have a lot of connective tissue that's missing, as well as NSFWhump (none of which will be integral to the Whumpcember prompts).

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Several years post-War, Draco is found wandering, incoherent, and ill, in the aftermath of an extended bout of the Imperius curse. Harry Potter brings him into his home to protect him while the rest of the world thinks he's dead.

"Saviour" is a slow-burn abuse fic with a whumpee who does not even realise that he's a prisoner.

Whumpee: Draco Malfoy Whumper / Caretaker: Harry Potter Pairing: Harry / Draco Genre: "Comfort/Hurt", as in, it starts comforting and gentle, and the violence grows. Looks primarily, at least at the start, like sick fic / hurt/comfort, with some more angsty entries.

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"Dead Dove" content warning applies for permanent injury, brain injury, gaslighting, and coerced relationship. Gore is rare but possibly intense.

Links to daily entries below:

Day 1: Fever -- fever delirium / incapacitation

Day 2: Sickness -- nausea, hunger, dizziness, vomit (minor), amnesia, mind control aftermath, hurting loved ones under mind control, gaslighting?, nonconsensual casual touching, crush confession

Day 3: Hypothermia -- hypothermia, depression, parent death

Day 4: Hidden Injury -- amputation, depression, parent death

(there is a full chapter of context missing on tumblr between days 4 and 5, but is on AO3)

Day 5: Impaled -- impalement, gore, blood, vomiting blood, painful medical treatment

Day 6: Nightmares -- amputation (dream), blood (dream), murder (dream), parent death, hurting loved ones while under mind control, self loathing, emotional manipulation

Day 7: Fainting -- head trauma, brain damage, blood, beating?, domestic violence?, gaslighting?, unreality

Day 8: Isolation -- isolation, depression, parent death (mentioned)

Day 9: Brainwashing -- verbal abuse, domestic abuse

Day 10: Freezing -- coughing blood, ignoring boundaries / pressure / dubious consent (touching), flashbacks / freezing fear response, sedation

Day 11: Infection -- coughing blood, illness / fever, domestic abuse, violence, silent treatment, imprisonment, abusively depriving a disabled person of their accessibility aids

Day 12: Touch Starved -- silent treatment, abandonment, isolation, emotional manipulation, coerced / dubious consent relationship

(there are 3 chapters of content between days 12 and 13, Clearly at this point you no longer get the whole story just by reading the prompts.)

Day 13: Restraints -- fear / panic attack / flashback

Day 14: Cornered -- beating / domestic abuse

(there are about 3 chapters between days 14 and 15)

Day 15: Hallucinating -- hallucinations, unreality, not being believed, stalker, physical torture

Day 16: Head Injury -- obsession, stalker, gaslighting, memory alteration, seizure

(there are 4 chapters between days 16 and 17)

Day 17: Fire -- turned out too Mature to post (sexual content aftermath)

Day 18: Chronic Pain -- physical pain

Day 19: Exhaustion -- suicidal despair, chronic pain

Day 20: Drugged -- mind control, love potion, drug withdrawal, coerced marriage kinda

Day 21: Choking -- love potion (Amortentia), domestic violence, strangling

Day 22: Seizures -- not standalone enough to post

Day 23: Nosebleed -- beating, tortured for information, domestic violence

Day 24: Bullet

Day 25: Coma

Day 26: Collapse

Day 27: Bleeding Out

Day 28: Abandoned

Day 29: Paralyzed

Day 30: Delirium

Day 31: Homeless