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Whumptober 2024 Masterpost
Despite my overall mental state (which is. bad. lol) I'm still very glad I participated like every year. I would have been so sad not to have done it. :')
Biggest thanks to all the organizers, all the volunteers, all the participants, the tumblr whump community, everyone who liked, reblogged and commented... You are all making this be a very special event. Thank you. (Hey, I'm FEELING something right now, and it's this warm fuzzy feeling of love and gratefulness. That's so nice.)
<3
Fandom is, as always, Tales of Symphonia. Whumpees are, as always, Yuan and Botta of the Renegades. Whumpers vary lol. Will be tagging, as usual, with cw, possibly tropes, characters, if ship, if nsfwhump... If I personally feel it's particularly fucked-up, I'll be dead-doving, too, but still view everything at your own discretion. Lots of warnings for creepy whumper and invading of personal space this year, because "I want to vomit and also crawl out of my skin" is one of the main emotions I currently have access to. ^^"
Thank you all. <3
Whumptober 2022 Masterpost
Whumptober 2023 Masterpost
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Whumptober 2024 - The Complete List
Day 01: Race Against The Clock
Characters: Botta
Content: forced nudity, drowning, death threat, restraints, claustrophobia
Day 02: Trust Issues
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Mithos Yggdrasill
Content: creepy whumper, noncon touching
Day 03: Set Up For Failure
Characters: Botta, Desian Grand Cardinal LORD Magnius
Content: creepy whumper, intimate whumper, pet whump, restraints, torture, humiliation, sexual harassment, burns, collars
nsfwhump
Day 04: Sensory Deprivation
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: forced nudity, restraints, claustrophobia
Day 05: "If My Pain Will Stretch That Far"
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: restraints, torture
Day 06: Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms
Characters: Botta
Content: autassassinophilia, blood, knives, self-harm, sexual themes
nsfwhump
Day 07: Only For Emergencies
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: living weapon whumpee, blood, wings
Day 08: Used As Bait
Characters: Botta
Content: restraints, overly literal interpretation of the prompt lol
Day 09: “Frame me up on the wall, just to keep me out of trouble.”
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: restraints, humiliation, hostile work environment
Day 10: Blow To The Head
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: restraints
Day 11: Convenience Store
Characters: Botta
Content: blood
Day 12: Cannibalism
Characters: Botta
Content: knives, blood, unhygienic
Day 13: Multiple Whumpees
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Botta, Mithos Yggdrasill
Ship: Yuan x Botta
Content: creepy whumper, noncon touching, noncon kissing, humiliation, restraints, collars
Day 14: “I wear my camo to your favourite club, ‘cause I want you to know what it feels like to be haunted and helpless with no control.”
Characters: Botta, Mithos Yggdrasill
Ship: Yuan x Botta, Yuan x Martel
Content: homophobia, queerbashing, choking
Day 15: Painful Hug
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Botta
Ship: Yuan x Botta
Content: forced nudity, noncon touching, humiliation, restraints, strangulation
Day 16: Vermin
Characters: Botta, Desian Grand Cardinal LORD Magnius
Content: creepy whumper, pet whump, solitary confinement, noncon touching, captivity, humiliation, muzzles, restraints
Day 17: Venom
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Mithos Yggdrasill
Content: creepy whumper, intimate whumper, noncon touching, biting
Day 18: Communication Barrier
Characters: Botta
Content: guns, choking, sexual assault themes, vomit
nsfwhump
Day 19: Blood Trail
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Botta
Ship: Yuan x Botta
Content: blood
Day 20: Emotional Angst
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Botta
Content: sexual assault themes, sexual assault aftermath, trauma, fractured jaw, lashing out
Day 21: Body Horror
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: living weapon whumpee, restraints, body modification, transformation, wings, collars
Day 22: Reopening Wounds
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Mithos Yggdrasill
Content: creepy whumper, sadistic whumper, forced nudity, corporal punishment, humilation, whipping
Day 23: Public Display
Characters: Botta
Content: forced nudity, restraints, humiliation, collars
Day 24: No Light, No Light In Those Bright Blue Eyes (I Never Knew Daylight Could Be So Violent)
Characters: Botta
Content: pre-whump
Day 25: Permanent Smile (Surgery)
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Mithos Yggdrasill
Content: knives, threats, hostile work environment
Day 26: Breakfast Table
Characters: Botta
Content: forced nudity, torture, humilation, captivity, collars
Day 27: Voiceless
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: medical whump, living weapon whumpee, dehumanization, forced nudity, noncon touching, restraints, muzzles
Day 28: Denial
Characters: Botta
Ship: Yuan x Botta (implied)
Content: Modern!AU, defiant whumpee, police brutality, torture, interrogation, restraints
Day 29: Fatigue
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: exhaustion
Day 30: No-Holds-Barred Beatdown
Characters: Botta, Desian Grand Cardinal LORD Magnius
Content: blood, choking, broken bones
Day 31: "I'm Alive, I'm Just Not Well"
Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai
Content: despair
#whumptober2024#masterpost#completionist#tales of symphonia#yuan ka-fai#botta#desian grand cardinals#magnius#mithos yggdrasill#yuan x botta#fanart#whump#whumptober masterposts
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Tales of Symphonia: Successors of Hope - Prologue
Chapter Protagonist: Kratos Aurion
Special thanks to tumblr user, The Science of Aster, for download to the Novel.
#Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World#Tales of Symphonia: Successors of Hope#Kratos Aurion#Yuan Ka-Fai#Light Novel
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I tried painting yuan ! I'm usually not one for drawing and painting faces but I don't hate this one :]
it looks better in person tho :/
#shut up j#yuan ka-fai#yuan ka fai#tales of symphonia#j's art#tales of symphonia fanart#tales of symphonia yuan
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Dawn and Fireflies
Summary: "To us, the dreamers," Martel had said, once. But was this really what it meant to dream?
Fandom: Tales of Symphonia Characters: Yuan Ka-Fai, Original Daemon Characters Relationships: Yuan Ka-Fai/Martel Yggdrasill, Yuan Ka-Fai & Original Daemon Character Rating: G Word Count: 1924 Mirror Link: AO3 Original Post Date: 03/03/2024
Notes: More Daemon AU fic that I'm pretty sure isn't canon to the additional materials but I kinda wanted some things to line up. The title is from the n-buna song, Dawn and Fireflies.
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“Is it wrong of me to dream, still��?”
The question broke the fragile silence of the night, leaving its remnants to seep into the sleeping earth, painted in darkness. An auburn-haired girl tilted her head, her gaze meeting Yuan’s as she held her hand over the weak flames of a dying campfire, hoping their warmth might touch her when nothing ever would again. A single dot of light fluttered around her shoulders - a lonely beacon, unable to pierce through the veil of the night.
Yuan didn't shift from the rock he was seated on as he kept vigil, staying utterly still as he turned the question over and over in the depths of his mind, even his breathing coming to a halt. It had been a century since he’d been able to discern exactly what Margot felt, but he was certain she too had frozen where she perched on a tree nearby, blending into the night.
It was rare for Spiritua to say anything - she preferred to pass through life as quietly as possible. She would speak when it was required of her, dutifully reading the sermons in each town she passed on her journey. The people, in desperate need of hope, would flock to her and the light of her firefly Daemon, illuminating the scars that had been left behind by the Desians - the clusters of buildings that had been reduced to rubble, the carnage that had not been cleaned up, and the hollow eyes of the people. Her voice itself was quiet, yet it easily carried through the crowds that clung to her every word. Perhaps it was the steadfast determination that radiated from her, and her fervent desire to help, marking her as their saviour.
Otherwise, she would utter not a word, providing a gentle smile to those who approached her. She and her Daemon didn’t exchange words either, the firefly’s flickering light seeming to be ample company for her through the lonely nights in the wilderness. If they had some manner of communicating, he was not privy to it.
He had not even learned her Daemon’s name. In a way, he was glad. It was one less soul that he would have to mourn, for it was rather easy for her kind and gentle soul to endear herself upon others, no matter how much distance he put between them.
Once, he would have answered yes to her question. Back when the memories of his time in the experimental facility were still fresh - the sterilised white walls, the taste of panic sharp on his tongue as the gates slammed closed, the blood beneath his fingernails as he scratched at the metal surrounding him, caring for nothing except escape as Margot’s screeching flooded his ears. He would have spat his answer, believing that no human was worthy of dreams.
But Spiritua did not deserve his vitriol, nothing more than a rusted mess after so many years. She was nothing more than an innocent girl wishing for a better future, and despite the growing pit in his stomach with each step they took toward the Tower of Salvation, he would deliver her there. For the sake of a far-fetched dream that he could not afford to stop believing in.
So he said nothing, staring up at the pale crescent moon. She did not bring it up again, staring endlessly into the flame’s depths, waiting for yet another dawn to break.
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Once upon a time, Martel had proclaimed a toast on the day of her birthday. It had been a rather pitiful celebration - the four of them had been tramping through the wilderness for the past week and had no time, nor money, to achieve anything grand. Yet she’d smiled as she’d accepted the handful of berries from her brother; laughing brightly when Margot had dropped a flower crown on her head.
“To us, the dreamers,” she’d whispered when she’d clinked her chipped mug with his, one hand resting on Asriel’s head. She’d gifted them wings and taught them to fly again, to shrug off all that weighed them down.
Her, always colourful with her Daemon by her side, refusing to let anything pull her down and always believing that the next dawn to arrive would be all the more beautiful. Acknowledging the blood staining their hands and the world, yet continuing to hope for a better future, fighting for it with everything she had. A future where anyone was free to find their own happiness.
It had been a toast, dedicated to those who still dared to dream.
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“Yuan?”
He didn’t avert his gaze from the grey firefly resting lifelessly in his cupped hands, standing on a plot of dirt next to the Tower of Salvation, cold sweat clinging to his forehead. It was wrong for him to be touching Spiritua’s Daemon at all, but Margot wasn’t suited for carrying such a form. And Spiritua couldn’t raise her hand for her Daemon to land on her fingertip as she always did - not after he’d watched her eyes turn glassy, all the light leaving them.
Kratos’ hand landed on his left shoulder, Margot, for the first time in a long, long while, perched on his right. For her own comfort, or his? He didn’t know. Lyra sat nearby, watching him with concerned eyes.
If Spiritua’s Daemon hadn’t scattered into dust, then… did that mean she was still alive, somehow, trapped in a body she couldn’t move? The memories of the other half-elves in the facility were vivid even now - bodies that were unresponsive even as they remained alive, unable to die as their grey Daemons shambled around, staring out of eyes that saw nothing.
Was this really what it meant to dream? Of days long past, on the road, banter flowing naturally between them as Martel held his hand while teasing her brother, Kratos letting out a long-suffering sigh as their Daemons frolicked around. Margot would mess with Lyra until the lioness snarled and started chasing her, and Asriel would dote on Will. The memories felt like they came from another life, before everything had gotten horribly twisted.
No one had bothered to learn who Spiritua was past her title. Not the people of Sylvarant, and not him. What had she dreamed of? To become a seamstress? A musician? A merchant? What were her aspirations, that she had cherished even knowing they would never come to fruition?
He buried them in the dirt together with her firefly, mourning that he never knew her Daemon’s name.
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The first thing he had done after stumbling out of the facility and into the sweet sunlight was to hug Margot close, her form constantly shifting - from pigeon to canary to dove and back again. She had nuzzled his cheek with her beak, uncaring of the blood still drying on his face, and he had smoothed his hands over her feathers, uncaring of the scabs that stung with each motion.
He had held her with trembling hands, promising that they would never be separated again.
In the end, their bond had torn itself apart, because of no one’s choices but their own.
Perhaps some part of her had never forgiven him.
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In the blink of an eye, time passed. Once, he had thought that reaching a thousand years would be a miracle - a dream to share with Martel, over cups of tea next to a warm flame. Now, he wondered just how long he could possibly live, watching the world continue to spin as he remained unchanged.
Chosens came and went, all different from each other. Some failed before they even stepped foot in the Tower of Salvation, felled by a Desian who went too far or a monster, hungry for blood. For the scant few who succeeded only for their Daemons to fall, he and Kratos, by unspoken agreement, would bury them in the same plot of dirt, cradling their pale, cold bodies with all the love they had left to spare, their own Daemons watching with unreadable expressions. He made sure to learn the names of each and every one, suspecting that neither he nor Kratos would ever forget the souls of the children they had sent to their deaths, even as they continued to cling to meagre scraps of hope that dwindled with each century that passed.
Five hundred years later, he guided yet another Chosen to the Tower. Elaine looked nothing like Spiritua, with her brown hair and green eyes. She was outspoken, lacking the same quiet, unshakable confidence that her predecessor had held. But she was the same beacon of hope that every Chosen before her had been, possessing the same determination to save this world she loved more than anything, knowing nothing of the true sacrifice that would be asked of her.
Her Daemon’s name was Matthew, and he too was a firefly, willing to shine a light on the path ahead for anyone. When that light flickered out, so too did something in his chest, staring at Matthew’s prone form against the perfectly laid white tiles, too reminiscent of the white walls that haunted his nightmares. Mithos, this time, had not even asked him to deal with that which remained - he had stormed out in a fury, Will nowhere to be seen, as was usually the case the past few centuries.
They had carried a dream, once, with broken, bleeding hands, a dream that almost no one alive remembered anymore. Had they truly struggled and fought so hard for a world like this? Where innocents were tortured for no reason but the blood in their veins and hatred that had been allowed to fester and rot? Mithos had never known the fear of being forcefully separated from his Daemon, but Yuan could never forget, and it filled his mouth with a bitter taste to know that it was their hands that were driving it now.
The dream the boy he had once considered a brother kept a vice grip on was nothing more than ashes that he refused to let scatter. It would not bring Martel and Asriel back - it only left them further and further away with each step they took towards accomplishing it. What would they say if they could see them now, too paralysed by grief to stop the madness that was occurring?
An empty tower with no laughter, eternally cold. A broken boy with too bright eyes and a shattered smile; a butterfly that kept trying to fly away, desperately flapping its tiny wings.
It couldn’t go on any longer.
When he made the long overdue decision, the veil finally lifting from his eyes, Margot nuzzled his cheek for the first time in centuries, silently laying one black wing on his arm.
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The memories of battlefields, silent in the aftermath of a skirmish and awash with blood, came to mind as he observed the localised carnage. This Chosen’s hair was the same shade as Martel’s, slowly staining red as hers had on that faithful day. Her blue eyes were familiarly glass-like, unable to see the sun currently breaking the horizon. The reports had said her Daemon had been a firefly as well - though it was nowhere to be seen, having long since scattered to dust.
On those days long ago, when dust had fallen like ashes from the sky due to the sheer quantity, one couldn’t help but choke on it. The skies were clear at this very moment, but still, all he could taste was dust.
It seemed that nothing had changed, even a thousand years later.
#fanfiction#one shot#tales of symphonia#daemon au#yuan ka-fai#lol this is from january hahaah#experimented with poisoning this fic so if it shows up weird do tell me!#how does ao3 sanitize its inputs but tumblr doesnt... unless im missing something
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tales of when you create an au you resign yourself to rarepair hell-ia
#tales of symphonia#colette brunel#yuan ka-fai#do they even have a ship name? well. carving one out now i suppose#yulette#i had drawn them in the daytime but the urge to make it a dark scene with glowy lights was too strong#anyway . wow. a background... tf#robin doodles#one day i'll actually write for chosen swap au but today is not that day
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Butterfly Effect turns 1 year old today :D (I pushed the release date on AO3 back in the day but it counts!)
For all 3 of you actually following the story, have a cute family picture <3
Also some Butterfly-Funfacts under the cut :)
The actual "Butterfly Effect" is actually not Raine turning to look for her mother in the prologue, but Kloitz holding Genis instead of Virginia doing so.
The flashback chapters are intentionally scrambled through the actual timeline as Raine doesn't exactly remember the order of events herself
Zelos did return several times to the spot where he met Raine for the first time. However at that point, she was already with Pronyma
Presea is still alive in this story. However she is held in the underground research lab in an isolated container, making her crystal grow under similar circumstances as Expheres do in human ranches. She dies during Raine's first test-run with Odin in Sybak.
Regal is also absent in this story. Mithos has him executed in order to take over his company
The spelljammers (both Tethe'alla and Sylvarant) are made and built by Lezareno company. The ones in Sylvarant are brought over by Cruxis and built by Desians
There's a total of 6 human ranches in Sylvarant (the original 4 as well as one in Triet and one in Hima. Both these locations were suggested by Raine
Sylvarant is much heavier regulated by the Desians. With several large borders, it's harder to manuver around, so most rebel groups are local to their respective city.
Raine manipulated the Cardinals enough so that they raised the minimum age for new recruits. She also made them offer childcare and education in their ranches. Kvar thinks it was all his idea though
Raine still caries a scar on her back where the flames of the Broken sprouted originally in The Broken Ones. It looks like a shard of broken glass.
Zelos made several trips to the Meltokio slums in his life, disguised under rags and looking for Raine
Both Zelos and Colette have elvenblood in them
The higher ups in Tethe'alla have their children operated on if they turn out to have even slightly tipped ears. It's common procedure, although it was made less painful after a few years. Zelos had a particular bad case of tipped-ear-syndrom which is why his ears seem unnatural if you look close enough
Raine in this story is nonbinary, preferes the 'she/her' pronouns though. She occasionally goes around as "Ray" having he/him pronouns
Raine is also demisexual
Zelos is pansexual. He's also the only one thinking of Raine as nonbinary, thus avoiding any pronouns for her as well as he can, which is also the reason he calls her 'Master' instead of 'Mistress'
Kratos is genuenly interested in Raine up until the Altamira incident
Although not explicitly said, Sheena tries to convince Zelos to leave several times while they are still in Sylvarant
The heavy accent Raine has naturally is a mix between her growing up with elvish and the accent they carry in Sybak. It sounds remotely like russian
#tales of symphonia#tales of#tales of series#tales series#digital art#sketch#alternate universe#canon divergent au#butterfly effect#raine sage#zelos wilder#zelaine#pronyma#forcystus#kvar#magnius#rodyle#yuan ka-fai#well tiny angy yuan#he's upset at not getting enough attention#meta
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Today's sketch, Yuan Ka-Fai from Tales of Symphonia. Dunno how I got him looking like he needs a 55-gallon drum of coffee, but shit, man definitely needs a vacation.
Better than the first time I tried drawing him, but still not amazing or anything.
[ID: A digital painting of Yuan Ka-Fai from Tales of Symphonia, looking suspiciously off to the viewer's right. His hair is a medium teal, he has pale skin and green eyes, and he's wearing a garment with a high, red and gold collar and a dark grey mantle over his shoulders. /ID]
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oooh for warm-up reqs: yuan from tales of symphonia if you're down for it?
*teleports behind you* heh nothing personal dude *promptly gets stabbed* *loses my engagement ring*
#yuan ka fai#kratos aurion#tales of symphonia#i like yuan he has transmasc swag. imo#this also goes out to the person who requested kratos#meruzart
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I've been having a lot of fun reading through Ufotable's animator commentary regarding the Symphonia OVA, so I went ahead and translated/compiled some of my favorite Yuan related pieces
Most of it is talking about how cool and handsome he is
(All scans are from blasteriidx, sources are the Symphonia OVA Collector's Edition booklets as well as the Supporter's Club pages)
#seines translation#tales of symphonia#yuan ka fai#martel yggdrasill#kratos aurion#symphonia spoilers
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Full chibi art of the entire Symphonia cast!
#tales of symphonia#lloyd irving#colette brunel#kratos aurion#zelos wilder#raine sage#genis sage#sheena fujibayashi#presea combatir#regal bryant#yuan ka fai#martel#mithos yggdrasill#seles#tales of the rays#official art
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Tales of Symphonia: Successors of Hope - Epilogue
Chapter Protagonist: Lloyd Irving
Special thanks to tumblr user, The Science of Aster, for download to the Novel.
I hope you enjoyed this Prequel to Dawn of the New World's story.
#Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World#Tales of Symphonia: Successors of Hope#Lloyd Irving#Yuan Ka-Fai#Light Novel
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Morikawa's band of idiots
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Recorded and subbed by Scarfy. Translated by Seine. Proofread by Aera and Scarfy.
#tales of the rays#the rays translation#tales of symphonia#yuan ka fai#martel yggdrasill#t: event#c: seine#c: scarfy#c: aera
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