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Except replace Star Wars with a Httyd AU.
To distract from whatever the fuck is going on in the whump tag...
What is everyone's current whump thoughts? 👀
Mine is, of course, used as bait LOL
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Bonus points for humour and irony when the disappeared North Alaskan outpost researchers have The Thing on full display in their movie room. Because the vibes so far are on point for this.
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"The thing about the dead, is that some of them come and visit because they miss you, some come because they need to tell you somethin' that you need to hear, and some of 'em just wanna take you with them. You need to know the difference." - Rose Aguineau, True Detective s4e2
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It’s crazy, the shit that we survive.
TRUE DETECTIVE: NIGHT COUNTRY (2024) Dir. Issa López
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Hey Whumpeteers! Cheerful reminder that the tattoo pain chart is applicable to most scratches, cuts or other open wounds! This chart doesn’t include bones damage or organ damage however, as it is for surface injuries.
My personal favourite is hip injuries, which various charts put in the red or orange zone 😉 Enjoy planning your whumpee’s pain with this!
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This is your friendly reminder that in 2.06 of rtte, Hiccup
Mentions his spare leg pinching his stump and needing to file it down
Briefly faints after Barf and Belch make an explosion in his hut
He also puffs out some smoke which is comical but also means smoke inhalation
Gets punched/shoved/thrown to the ground by Snotlout
Knocks Snotlout out cold with his right hand, not his dominant left
Gets hit/thrown to the floor by Ryker
Gets tackled out of the air like 3 times
Long story short this dude is covered in so many bruises by the end of the ep, and probably had a sore leg and throat
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Discord Server Announcement
Upon request of some of you guys (and after discussing it with the mods), we have decided that the Discord Server of AI-less Whumptober will remain open throughout the year.
This way, anybody who wants to can still talk about whump, brainstorm prompts, share their art/writing, sprint to get those word counts in, or just hang out and chill with some fellow hurt!character enjoyers.
You can find the link below if you haven't joined yet and are interested! We hope everybody is having a great, restful November so far (or managing to get by with those last-minute entries perhaps).
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blood stained clothes in a pile in the corner of a room
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I realize that Hiccup's first prosthetic was probably quite heavy. Piece of wood attached to a solid piece of metal and such. It definitely would've been heavier than a regular foot. Possibly a drowning hazard.
Omg, I have never considered that. Hiccup really would have to get adjusted to the weight of it, wouldn’t he?
And not drown while doing it.
Body of water: *sees Hiccup* Anyone gonna drown this guy, or should I do it?
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Reminder that I am open for writing commissions and art commissions!
Please pm me if interested!
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I'm reading this book where the protagonist is in an alternate dimension, and the monsters there can hear your thoughts, but only if you think about them specifically. So she distracts herself by thinking about her ex, which leads to thinking about...fandom woes. 😁
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The book is The Hollow Places by T. Kingfisher, and I love it so far.
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here’s a little comparison for people who say engagement hasn’t gotten that bad and anyone who complains is ungrateful.
these are two posts from my first go round on tumblr circa 2014-2017, my most popular gifset of all time
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& a text post
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notice how the ratio is about even on likes to reblogs?
here’s from this go around, my most popular gifset
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and my most popular fic
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do you see how that’s discouraging?
i love being on this site. i love the little community i’ve found and the people who follow me and the mutuals i’ve made friendships with and the mutuals that i’m still getting to know. i love it. but at a certain point it’s hard to justify spending so much time on works that get bad engagement.
reblog, comment, send asks. without them, this site doesn’t work.
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After reading The Hollow Places, I may be forced to pick up The Twisted Ones as well.
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Love that there are two covers for this book, each representing the two places it takes place in the most. The Wonder Museum and the Willows.
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You mean people don’t want to see their favs brutally tortured??
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literally me every single night
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Toughen Up
Summary: Takes place after Just a Kid and actually written AFTER Just a Kid.
After everything has happened in Forrædersk, the last thing Heather wants to be is that defenseless girl who could do nothing to save herself or her father.
Warnings: Minor mentions of violence, Injury recovery, mention of gun use
Rating: Teen and Up
Words: 878
Fandom: How to Train Your Dragon
Pairing: Minor Dagcup
Characters: Dagur, Heather
Author's Notes: First fic that takes place after Just a Kid that I actually wrote AFTER finishing Just a Kid!
Anyway, I'm in the process of writing short multichapters that also take place between JaK and the sequel. The outline of the sequel is also being worked on.
Enjoy! :)
-XOXOX-
It was at the mall. Dagur distinctly remembers that it happened then. He gave Hiccup his favorite knife, the butterfly kind, yet somehow it has found it’s way back to him.
Or rather, it was in Heather’s possession and he just happens to have it in hand now. His sister is asleep in the car. At least for the time being, she won’t notice that it’s missing.
It’s late in the morning, the sun is warm and so Dagur parked on a dirt road to sit outside at the side, where a random picnic table waits. Never again will families or couples sit here to enjoy the view of endless fields.
The doors of the car are open on his side for if Heather were to wake up or if they need to make a quick getaway.
He flips the knife open with ease, it’s a move he’s familiarized himself with in the years since he first got it. It wasn’t bought, of course. His father wouldn’t have allowed him to. No, it was stolen and not for any particular reason other than because he could and because he wanted it. They’re bad reasons, but at least when he gave it to Hiccup for protection he did so with good intentions. Hiccup needed a way to defend himself, deserved it. And now Dagur supposes he gave it to his sister for the same reason.
A dull aching rests in his chest thinking about the boy. He misses him, his heart aching if he so much as thinks about thinking of him, and he hopes he’s on the mend. When he left him, his ankle was shattered beyond saving and hospitals have run empty of doctors and nurses. Despite this, Dagur still hopes he’s doing better than he was weeks ago.
He truly wishes he could’ve stayed, but leaving was in Hiccup’s best interest. Dagur has ruined his life enough.
But Heather… as her big brother, he owes her protection and he realizes that now. Alvin shot her and he can never let that happen again.
He twirls the knife around and then flips it closed. As soon as she’s well enough, he’ll teach her how to take care of herself.
-XOXOX-
Heather would be lying if she said that Dagur doesn’t still scare her, but he offered to help teach her how to “toughen up” and she liked the sound of that. She was helpless when Alvin shot her father, helpless to all the abuse she suffered, she couldn’t even help Hiccup. She doesn’t want to be that vulnerable ever again.
Of course, they start out with the knife.
“No, you hold it like this,” Dagur tells her as he takes the knife from her and shows her how he holds it. The handle firmly in his hand, blade out from the pinky finger instead of out the thumb and pointer finger.
“Like this you have a stronger hold on the knife and it’s less awkward to stab with,” he explains as he slashes at empty air. Real targets will have to wait a little while.
There are more ways to stab someone, of course. But for the time being, they’re focusing on one specific way.
He hands the knife back to his sister, who watches him as she accepts it. She’s still not used to this version of Dagur. He was never this patient with her in the past, anything she did growing up used to make him yell and lash out. Yet now there’s almost a rounded edge to him and she wonders where it’s coming from.
She has no idea the amount of blood it took to blunt him.
Holding the knife like he did, she swipes at the air, but only gets two in before a jolt of pain in her side makes her drop it and herself. She falls to her knees and holds the place where a compress still covers a scarring gun wound. It pulls, a sharp pain runs through her.
“Heather!” Dagur shouts and she shrinks in response. There it is, she figures. Her real brother is about to come to the surface.
Except then he kneels beside her and grabs her by the shoulders, knife forgotten. She freezes.
“Be careful!” He scolds her. “You almost died just weeks ago!”
To her surprise, he is indeed agitated, but it’s out of concern for her. Though still shaky, she feels her fear melt away a bit.
“I’m fine,” she says before she rises to her feet, hand still on her side. Dagur rises with her.
Her eyes fall on the knife lying in the grass, she forgot to pick it up as she stood. Dagur reaches for it, but she stops him.
“Wait, I’ll get it,” she says and picks it up herself. Its shape feels a little bit more familiar to her every time she holds it.
She realizes the strength it symbolizes. Hiccup was the one who gave it to her, he was strong for her when she couldn’t be. But she also knows its owner before him was Dagur and he’s showing her strength now by changing who he used to be. Just like them, she wants to be strong, she wants to find a way.
She’ll toughen up.
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