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Darthhope
OCs! - She/Her - Original works: Defender Tales - Whump/Emeto/Sickfics, non-kink, I just like making my OCs suffer! If you have a request or a question please fell free to leave a comment!
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Nov(emeto)ber Rescheduled Prompt List (February 2024)
Daily prompts typed out below for February, 2024! You can also find them on the Prompt Page. If anyone has trouble with visibility please let me know! You can find the Rules Page here.
I highly encourage everyone to check out the linked posts for additional inspiration! However, please also note that you are more than welcome to interpret the prompt separate from the inspiration post.
Sharing a receptacle (submission by @nerdlycharming)
Can’t stop puking
Bad news = bad stomach @angstyaches
Messy @jurassicsickfics
Undesirable caretaker (submission by @danafeelingsick):
the sickie dislikes or has a grudge against their caretaker, but needs their help anyway.
Post-adrenaline puking @someonesgrossblog
Too feverish to think
Choose: Loud or silent
Persistent sickness
Ill with an audience @darthhopereblogs
Totally drained/exhausted
Group sickfic
Professionalism failure @fevers-and-emeto-oh-my and @sickficideas
Can’t keep anything down
Free day!
Waking up puking
Sick for the first time
Unfamiliar surroundings
Sick in more ways than one
Late caretaker @feelingpoorly
Sleepy sickie @fluffyllamas-23
Out of character / Visibly Ill @feelingpoorly
Subtle support @emphasis-on-the-comfort
Panic @danafeelingsick
Cranky sickie @angstyaches
Nonverbal illness indicators @emphasis-on-the-comfort and @jurassicsickfics
Head pain/injury/ache @syncope-syndrome
Chaotic body temperature
Fake “Faking it:" Sickie is playing up their illness at first, or faking it all together, until suddenly they're not. Optional "I told you I didn't feel good" dialogue.
Alternative Prompts
If any of the assigned daily prompts don’t work for you, feel free to substitute with the following:
Motion sick
Sick during transit
Unconventional receptacle
Torture (literal or figurative)
Shaky/shivery
Note: If I’ve tagged you here, it’s because I think you’re brilliant and used your content as inspiration, so I wanted to give you credit. If you’d rather I don’t include your @, a link to your post, or the associated prompt altogether, please do let me know and I will remove it no questions asked! And if I missed anyone, please let me know as well so I can fix that.
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Hi all! Sorry I disappeared for so long (and will probably disappear again), I just a wanted to post the link to an Ao3 short story compilation I’ve been writing.
Defender Tales Drabbles from “writing habit.”
(Writing habit is a great app. It gives a theme every day, most of them are pretty creative and fun to write for. A few days’ ago was “Siver grass,” for example.)
#writing#prompts#writblr#Ao3#Defender Tales#writer#writing habits#story#Drabble#Drabbles#short stories#short story
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Some of My Favorite Ways to Describe a Character Who’s Sick
pressing their forehead into something cool or comfortable (this could be an array of things. the table, the floor, someones leather jacket, their water bottle, the countertop)
warm to the touch, or heat radiating from them (could be noticed if someone’s gauging their temperature with their hands, hugging them, or just generally touching them)
leaning into people’s touch, or just spontaneously leaning on them (like pressing into their hand when someone’s checking their temp, or just, like, literally walking up and laying their head on them from fatigue. bonus points if the character is usually feral and the other is scared to engage™︎)
falling asleep all over the place (at the dinner table, on their homework, in the car, in the bathroom — just being so exhausted from doing literally nothing)
being overly emotional (crying over things that don’t usually bother them, like their siblings arguing, or their homework, or literally just nothing)
stumbling/careening/staggering into things (the wall, furniture, other people. there is no coordination in feverish brains. running into chairs, hitting the door, falling over the couch, anything and everything)
slurring their words (could be from fatigue or pain. connecting words that shouldn’t be connected, murdering all of their conversations with the excessive use of ‘mm’ and ‘nn’ in place of words) (this is my favorite thing ever)
being overly touchy (basically like a sick kid — just hold them, please. do that thing where you brush their hair back out of their face, or rub circles on their back, or snuggle them. they won’t care. bonus points if this is also the feral character and they refuse to believe it afterwards)
being extremely resistant to touch (flinching away when they usually don’t so someone can’t feel the fever, not letting themselves be touched because they’re so tired they just know they’ll be putty in their hands if they do)
growing aggressive or being extremely rude (it’s a defense mechanism — they feel vulnerable and are afraid of being manipulated or deceived while they’re ill)
whimpering/whining/groaning (this was in my “characters in pain” post but it’s so good that i’m putting it here too. this shite is gold, especially if it’s just an involuntary reaction to their symptoms)
having nightmares caused by a fever and/or delirium (crying and murmuring in their sleep, or being awake but completely out of it and convinced they’re somewhere else)
making themselves as small as possible (curling up into a ball everywhere they lay, hunching over slightly when standing, wrapping their arms around themselves)
TW for vomiting below cut !!
sleeping in the bathroom floor because they keep getting sick over and over (bonus if someone finds them all weak and pitiful. bonus bonus if they find them there in the morning only to learn they’ve been there all night)
using their hands/other body parts to clamp over their mouth so nothing can come out (like pulling their knees up to their chest and using that, or like, their arm, y’know) (~maccreadysbaby who has emetophobia suddenly gets very awkward about this post~) (~yes i have a phobia of puke and still write this happening to my characters, shut up~) (~it’s about the hurt/comfort okay~)
sympathy pukers (people who aren’t the sick ones but get nauseous/vomit when they see someone else throw up) (~aka me~) (~okay I’m done now~)
dry heaving (it’s gross, but good for making your characters absolutely freaking miserable)
rolling/churning/spinning/cramping/ lurching and all those awesome words that describe what stomachs do when sick (i hate these words with a deep, fiery passion. but they’re good for writing or whatever)
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GODAMMIT we were so close to jettisoning the boring romance stuff and just having a proper series of leaps
And now we’re going to put up with an awkward triangle of emo instead
FFS
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Expanding a thought from a conversation this morning:
In general, I think "Is X out-of-character?" is not a terribly useful question for a writer. It shuts down possibility, and interesting directions you could take a character.
A better question, I believe, is "What would it take for Character to do X?" What extremity would she find herself in, where X starts to look like a good idea? What loyalties or fears leave him with X as his only option? THAT'S where a potentially interesting story lies.
In practice, I find that you can often justify much more from a character than you initially dreamed you could: some of my best stories come from "What might drive Character to do [thing he would never do]?" As long as you make it clear to the reader what the hell pushed your character to this point, you've got the seed of a compelling story on your hands.
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(POV means point of view)
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Free Title Ideas Pt. 1
I am always looking for new title ideas trying to find the perfect match for my meager amount of fics actually published ( I got a ton of wips mind you) so I have this little file full with title ideas I got from here and there and I thought I share them! Feel free to use them and all! I only actually used a few of them myself so theyre up for the take! Enjoy!
( I suck at categorizing mind u so take it however u want)
Low Mood:
Paint Splattered Teardrops
A Mournful Radio Song
The Quite Ivories
20 Minute Too Long… Too Late-
No Third Round Up
My Heart's An Artifice, A Decoy Soul
If These Walls Could Talk
Like Drying Paint on the Walls
Withering Memories
Bury Our Secrets Shallow
Isn't It Tragic How Far You Came?
The Best of the Worsts
Your Wings Are Failing, Icarus
Let Your Wings Carry You Away From Here
Cry For Reflection
The Scream of Winter
Much Madness in Divinest Sense
Family Doesn't End in Blood
In This Castle Of Glass
All the Same (Once a Liar, Always a Liar)
Crack:
Law is Where You Buy It
Miles from Normal
Stop Screaming - It's Me
Between Two Liars…
Lost My Soul and All I Got Was this T-Shirt
Dude, Where's My Soul?
When Life Hands You Demons Make Demonade
Demon-Blend Straigh From Hell
Nothing to See Here Officer, Just a Bunch of Blobs
Hey Kid, Wanna Buy a Blob Ghost?
Gingers Have No Souls
This Little Blob of Mine
Feral Goose Hunting: A Beginner's Guide (Just Don't)
10 Ways to Connect with Your Feral Goose by Robin
A Guide on Ruining Your Life
It IS and Idea (Just NOT the Brightest)
I Am totally NOT the One to Blame for THIS
Dead Men Won't Shut Up
Encryptid
Cryptid Crash Course
Shakespeare Has Nothing on Me!
[insert name]'s Observation Diary of the Weirdest Boss(es)
The Devil’s Eyes and His Voice of Reason
Romance:
Makeshift Chemistry
Stargazing, Coffee and the Mystery of You..
Play Love Like Killers (We All Fall)
Good Vibes:
Sunshine Riptide
Come on Baby, the Laugh Is on Me
Fair With Some Rain
Star Light, Star Bright, First Arrow I See Tonight
Bitter (?):
Ah, Lay Waste to it, then Laugh at it
Believe, We Were Never Gonna Lose Control
Die, but too Blind to See
Too Latte for Smiling (yes thats a pun there no miss typing)
And as the Scribe Said, Mark Me Up With Words
Vodka Shots in the Dark
What Lingers, What Waits
Dr.Sunshine is Dead
Action:
Swing 'em Sword, Comin' in Swarms
Droppin' Guns all on the Floor 'till it look like River Styx
Black on Black at Night
Rifles, and they're Useless in this House
Dropp the Dagger
Watch Us BURN
Death:
Leave Your Body and Soul at the Door
Dead Man's Party
'Till the Reaper Call
'cause the Hangman's Waiting
A Night in the Ice Box
Stars Fall Underground
Can't Reach the Stars from the Underworld
Dance on Your Grave in All Whites
I Will See You Down Below
A Toast to the Passing Lights
I am a Ghost, but Only If You Remember
A Forray into Thanatology
Do You Want to Build a Snow-ghost?
In the In Between
Deceased When Last Seen
They Only Murdered Him Once
Colder Than These Bones
A Ghostly Collection of Stories once Untold
Dearly Departed
Hopeful:
City of Last Hopes
Bright Foggy Skies
This Bird Has Flown
A Bard's Tale, so Bittersweet
In the Winter, the Van Keeps Rolling
Oh Raven (Sing Me a Happy Song)
A Light to Call Home
Lost and Found
Towards the Sun
Khmm I have quite a few ghost/death and Dc related ones cuz I mostly wrote DC and DP fics so I looked for tittles for those. Those who know, know those who don't can ignore them.
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This is Aziraphale. He like his personal space.
This is Crowley. He also likes Aziraphale's personal space.
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Whumptober Day 2: Delirium, “They don’t care about you”
This fic is based on and inspired by @jittyjames ‘s “the price of his war”. Her stuff is AMAZING please go read it ALL. (we also have a collab up on AO3 hehe)
“I hate you,” Alexander murmured drunkenly. When no response came, he finally looked up to make eye contact with the person across from him. He was met with his own cold eyes staring back at him, shining with the alcohol and tears that wouldn’t fall yet. His face was flushed embarrassingly.
“I hate you,” he said again a bit louder. “I hate you, I hate you, I hate you!”
In a blink the mirror was scattered in large shards in front of Alexander. A sob escaped from his throat as he ripped his hand back and cradled it against his chest, now slowly dripping with blood.
“Fuck!” He shouted in his grief, though to no one in particular as the house was empty to the point of an echo.
“Fuck!”
The sobs were ripped from Alexander’s throat, rough and painful. They were a hurricane of their own. Once they started there was no stopping them.
Alexander backed himself against the opposite wall and slowly sank down with his knees to his chest.
“Such harsh words, my dear.”
Alexander gasped in fright as his eyes shot open. He frantically looked around the room for the source of the voice. A terrified cry escaped from him as he was met with the image of the king standing before him.
“I would have wished you would have a warmer welcome for me.”
That horrible, tormenting voice he had tried so hard to escape.
“Don’t come any closer!” Alexander shrieked. “Stay the fuck away from me!”. He hated how his voice wavered as if it had never settled.
The king did not obey him, instead moving to kneel in front of him and touch his face.
God, even the touch felt so real.
“Oh, dearest, how far you’ve strayed from my lessons. Don’t worry, we’ll remedy that soon enough.”
Throwing his head to the side to escape the touch, Alexander shouted, “You can’t come near me anymore. Or-“
“Or what?” the king laughed condescendingly. “Or Washington will have my head? Or John Laurens will seek me out? Oh, my love, you really think they care that much, don’t you?”
Hamilton’s breath was caught in his throat as he tried to not absolutely lose it. Nothing felt real. He was questioning everything around him now that this apparition was back. He knew this wasn’t the real king, but-
“No one cares as much as I do.”
-But his words were just as the real king would be saying.
He couldn’t ever escape.
A knock distantly sounded at the front door and with one blink the king was gone. For now. Somehow on shaky legs Alexander made it to the door and peeked out into the night.
“Jesus Christ,” Burr exclaimed, “Hamilton, what’s happened?”
“Burr,” Hamilton half heartedly greeted.
Burr narrowed his eyes and gently shoved into the entryway.
“Come on in,” Alexander muttered, closing the door behind Aaron.
“No one’s heard from you in days, Alexander. What’s happened?” he repeated.
You think they care about you?
“Nothing. Did you come here to interrogate me?”
Burr sighed and held up his hands in a surrendering motion.
“Woah, listen, we’re just worried. John’s been worried sick the past few days-“
“Then why doesn’t John come see me himself?”
Burr sighed again and surveyed Hamilton up and down. Alexander hated it. He was tired of men leering at him.
No one as much as I, my dear.
Hamilton squeezed his eyes closed against the voice.
“Alexander, have you been drinking?” Burr’s voice came suddenly further away. Hamilton followed him to the kitchen and the bottles on the table entered his line of sight.
“So what if I have been?”
“Alex-“
“Since when is it a crime for a full grown ass man to take the edge off!”
Burr massaged his temples as he took calming breaths.
“Hamilton, listen-“
“No! You listen! I’m tired of you all coming into my home and telling me how to cope! It’s my life!”
Alexander punctuated his sentence with a weak blow to Burr’s chest. Aaron caught his fist and inspected it closely.
“Alexander, you’re bleeding!”
Oh, right. The mirror. He had completely forgotten. Burr had grabbed a cloth from the counter and was dabbing away the blood that was still sluggishly pouring.
“You can’t keep doing this to yourself, Alexander.”
You can’t keep doing this to us, Alexander.
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so is the QL team gonna be operating entirely though Ian's bedroom now or
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Six characters (but it's all @/kallmekris of tiktok and youtube fame bc I'm lowkey obsessed with the characters she plays and their stories lmao)
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