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WHUMPTOBER 2025: PROMPTS LIST

Welcome to Whumptober 2025 — The Eighth Year!

WHUMPTOBER is a month-long, prompt-based creation CHALLENGE (think: Inktober, but whumpier). There are four prompts for each day of the month, giving 124 for you to play with! There is also a list of 18 alternative prompts that can be subbed in for any day to give participants as much creative freedom as possible.

All prompts are meant to serve as inspiration without being taken literally (e.g. you don’t have to include the exact wording of prompts into your work). Feel free to run rampant on interpretation. For example, if the prompt is “flame", you could create something with reference to a candle/campfire, your character could have suffered a burn, or the flame could be a reference to an ‘old flame’ - an old relationship. It’s truly down to you!

You can produce work in any media you choose, including but not limited to: writing, visual artwork, photo/video/audio edits, paper crafts and elaborate recommendation lists (not just a list of links). You can participate as much or as little as you want (i.e. you don’t have to do ALL the prompts if you don’t want to) and prompts can be used in any order. They are also free to use even after the event ends.

Please make sure to read the Event Info and FAQ carefully, as most of your questions will be answered there already. For everything else, you are welcome to come to our ask box or ask questions in our Discord server here.

Information on how to TAG is here.

This year’s AO3 Collection can be found here.

This year’s playlist can be found here.

The ‘Anatomy of a Whumptober Prompt’ post can be found here.

And our 'Resources for Writing Sensitive Topics’ post is here.

We’re very excited to see the community come together for yet another year of Whumptober! Go ham with the prompts, and support your fellow creators - we wish you all the best of luck, but most importantly: HAVE FUN!

Happy whumping,

Mods Vanne, Yenn, Kitty and Surro

Text versions of the prompts, including a google doc format, are posted below the cut!

#time for another year of broken promises!#ok fr i aint go na promise that ill post all month #but i will post at least some #and since im done with school shit wont be as stressful anymore #lets hope for a good year this year!

allthingswhumpyandangsty

ao3 turns 16 today.

reblog if you’re older than archive of our own

skribblegurl

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

heywriters

I couldn't remember the word "doorknob" ten minutes ago.

bumblewyn

ok but the onelook thesaurus will save your life, i literally could not live without this website

breelandwalker

REBLOG TO SAVE A WRITER'S LIFE

myfairkatiecat

LIFE SAVED

REBLOGGING TO SAVE ANOTHER WRITERS LIFE

sirowsky

I use this every time I sit down to write. It's the best tool in the world and I would be lost without it!

ᏔᎻႮᎷᏢͲϴᏴᎬᎡ 2025

ᎠᎪᎽ 7 ➩ ᏢႮՏᎻᎬᎠ ᏴᎬᎽϴΝᎠ ᏴᎡᎬᎪᏦᏆΝᏀ ᏢϴᏆΝͲ

𓁹ͲᏔ𓁹

➩ ᎷᎬΝͲᏆϴΝՏ ϴҒ ᎠᎬᎪͲᎻ

➩ ᎷᎬΝͲᏆϴΝՏ ϴҒ ᎪᏴႮՏᎬ

ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ!

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The forest was quiet, just what Erebus was used to.

What was even the point of checking the perimeter? No idiot would be dumb enough to come here.. Not after all the rumors.. the disappearances..

The damn pages were exactly where'd she left them too. No one had come looking, because no one cared.

..fucking useless.

..and yet.. she still listened.

..she just didn't want to fuck up her other eye.

Slender.. he was fucked. Totally and utterly fucked. A demon in every sense..

..basically the embodiment of every single sin you learned about in Sunday School.

The media made this life seem so.. cool.. so fun...

..what a load of bullshit.

Now she was stuck here..

..Meadow was too.

It was one thing for Erebus to be trapped, but a 9 year old? It was a sick, cruel joke.. and it was real.

That was precisely why she kept her mouth shut and did what she was told. Meadow deserved at least a shred of normalcy..

So during every night patrol.. she wandered to that old bridge that for some odd reason.. ended up right near the edge of the forest.. unused.. and secret.

..he was always waiting there for her.

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"..i got the stuff." He whispered, passing along a bag of supplies.

Zayd Amos. Her best friend who was.. surprisingly chill with the fact that she was a killer.

Erebus looked at the contents. "..the medicine too? Meadow hasn't been feeling well.." She asked.

Zayd nodded. "It's all in there."

Erebus sighed.. "..thanks, really.."

Zayd nodded again, but he looked.. off.

Almost.. mad?

"..when are you going to leave this all behind?" He asked suddenly.

Erebus looked up, bewildered. "I.. you know I can't-"

Zayd sighed. "..you always say that.. but you don't try."

Erebus took off her mask, the eye scar in its full.. disgusting glory.. "..look at what happened when I tried. I'm trying to survive.. I'm keeping Meadow safe-"

"You're letting her love this because you're scared." Zayd corrected. "..im not saying you can't be, but please, you can't go on like this, Luna-"

"Don't." Erebus snapped. "..don't.. call me that."

Zayd ran a hand through his hair. "..okay, Erebus.. we need to come up with a plan to help you both."

Erebus huffed. "You're an idiot.."

Zayd shrugged. "We still need a plan."

"...what do you suggest then? We can't kill any of them-"

"I never said anything about killing. There's simpler ways."

"...are you really suggesting we just.. leave? That's stupid-"

"It's also less reckless." Zayd replied. "You both get out, I bring my van, and we pick a random state to escape to.

Erebus was silent for a moment. "..you want to just.. run forever?"

"..there's nothing for any of us here.. and it wouldn't be forever." Zayd reassured. "Just until we get enough distance."

"They'll find us-"

"I don't think they would get far-"

"You don't get it-!" Erebus snapped. "I'm a murderer, you don't think they'll find me as soon as I leave these woods!?"

"Woah, hey, take a breath-"

"Shut UP, Zayd! This isn't a fucking game!"

Zayd went quiet, looking guilty, but Erebus didn't care.

"..my father spent his entire, miserable life setting me up.. it doesn't matter if he beat the shit out of me and Meadow all the time." Erebus started. "..they know I killed him.. maybe even the rest of them. I'll be executed.. and Meadow will be put in the damn system."

Zayd wanted to talk, but he knew better than to interrupt her.

"..and what if we don't make it out?" Erebus asked. "Either I'll get a matching scar on my other eye.. or they'll get Meadow-"

At that point Zayd had to step in. "Listen, you're overthinking all of this. No one will get Meadow-"

"You don't know that!" Erebus shot back. "If I lose Meadow, then what the fuck am I good for!? I'm nothing if I'm not her protector!"

"..erebus-"

"I may as well be dead if I lose her to your stupid plans-!"

"Erebus!"

"-everything is so damn simple for you, isn't it!?"

"LUNA!" Zayd shouted, grabbing Erebus by the shoulders. "..shut the fuck up and listen to me."

Now it was her turn to sit and shut her mouth.

"..you've been carrying way too many responsibilities your entire life.. let me help." He pleaded.

Erebus' gaze narrowed.

"..no."

"Luna-"

"..im getting Meadow out of here.. but I'm staying." Erebus stated.

Zayd looked pissed. "What the fuck are you saying.!?"

"She deserves a normal life, Zayd." Erebus mumbled. "..you're going to take her away."

"I'm not leaving you-" Zayd replied.

"..please.. promise you will." Erebus said wearily..

Zayd looked at Erebus, the tired look in her eyes..

His gaze hardened. "..i promise.

Erebus moved, pulling Zayd into a small hug. Zayd let her bury her face against his shoulder, but in his mind he was already planning..

..like hell he was going to leave her.

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#whumptober 2025 #whumptober day 7 #OCS #whump writing #and theres my creepypasta phase.#it came back SO rough bruh.#i feel like im 10 with no internet restrictions all over again #this is actually my og creepypasta oc #just revamped #i kept her name for nostalgia tbh #Luna is such a 10 year old pick for a name #Zayd is new tho #made his ass last week #anyways gotta go back to tiktok #and as always #enjoy! :)

ᏔᎻႮᎷᏢͲϴᏴᎬᎡ 2025

ᎠᎪᎽ 6 ➩ ᏢᏆΝΝᎬᎠ Ͳϴ ͲᎻᎬ ᏔᎪᏞᏞ

𓁹ͲᏔ𓁹

➩ ᎷᎬΝͲᏆϴΝՏ ϴҒ ՏႮᏆᏟᏆᎠᎬ

➩ ᏔᎬᏆᎡᎠᏞᎽ ՏႮᏀᏀᎬՏͲᏆᏙᎬ

ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ!

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She.. failed?

Amne couldn't believe it. She refused to. She did what she was supposed to..

She looked around herself. Empty.. dark.. cold.

..was this her reward? A void of nothingness?

..well.. there can't be a reward if you fail..

...

..Amne was glad she failed. A small part of her, a part that still had some sense left in it knew that.

If she had killed Silas.. what would she do? He was the only person who understood her..

..he must hate her.

No.. he isn't capable of that.. not against her.. never..

..but maybe?..

..that's how it always starts. Love.. then hate.

Amne knew from experience.

"..do you now?"

Amne snapped her head to the source of the sound. There was.. nothing?

No.. someone was there..

"..who.. are you?" She asked cautiously..

A low chuckle was her reply. "..you poor thing.. so alone.. and so very stupid.."

Amne watched as a figure emerged from the darkness beside her. There was nothing else to say.. it was.. a void of a person.. a shadow even..

Amne took a shaky breath.. "..you.."

"..you know me, baby.. or did you finally lose your memories?.." The figure asked, a glowing smile on its face..

Amne knew that voice. It was lower.. but unmistakable.

The one that got away.. or the one she ran away from..

"..K-Kaiden?.." Amne muttered..

The figure sighed.. "..that's what you want, isn't it?"

Amne shook her head. "..you're not.. you're a liar-"

The figure suddenly got close.. too close. Amne could feel the way it's cold breath lingered against her neck uncomfortably long..

"..not Kaiden.. Umbrus." It said.

Amne moved away from the figure, not wanting to look at it. It was uncanny how it felt like Kaiden.. but it wasn't..

Umbrus.. apparently, didn't take this well. It gripped Amne by the neck, lifting her like a rag doll and slamming her against what felt like a wall.. even though there wasn't one..

"..look at you.. what an idiot.." It hissed. "..can't do a single thing, can you?"

Amne gripped at its hands, trying to somehow release the right grip. It only got worse..

"..what a pathetic excuse for a host.. what's so worthy of you, hm?" It taunted. "..speak."

Amne gasped. She couldn't breathe, and despite being dead in most senses.. it really did feel like another death.

Umbrus leaned it's head in, tilting it's head. "..cat got your tongue?.. that's an easy fix.."

It finally let Amen go, letting her crumple on the ground, grasping her neck and gasping for air. It looked down at her like she was a nuisance..

"..learn your place. When I'm here.. you're nothing." It said firmly before smiling again, that stupid smile.. "Next time you fail.. I won't be nice."

Umbrus stepped back, disappearing into the void where it came from, like nothing.

Amne was left alone on the ground, coughing violently.. and wondering what the hell happened..

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When Amne came to again. She was tied up. She groaned, turning her head only to realize she wasn't alone.

..Silas was next to her, clearly asleep. He looked.. terrible.

..she did that.

Even after what she did.. chaining her up seemed excessive..

Amne turned her head away, not able to face Silas..

..but instead she came face to face with that.. thing again. It smiled at her even more than before, like it was enjoying this.

..and Amne screamed in fear.

Umbrus only smiled more.

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It had been a week. Amne got used to seeing Umbrus everywhere.

No one else saw it. Amne felt crazy.. and she didn't trust anyone enough to tell them what was going on.

..and even when she tried. It just.. stared at her.

So she kept quiet.

It was like being held at ransom by an invisible man. There was nothing anyone could do.

Silas asked constantly if she was alright, but what was she supposed to say? That a shadow figure that looked, sounded, and acted like her ex was tormenting her? Yeah right..

"I'm fine, Silas-" Amne said for the millionth time.

Silas huffed. "You're not fine. You don't sleep, you don't eat, and you always look, I don't know, terrified-"

"..im FINE." Amne snapped. "Leave it alone, please-"

..that was the last time Silas brought it up.

..and Amne still saw Umbrus everywhere.

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#whumptober 2025 #whumptober day 6 #OCS #whump writing #kinda lazy but im behind #ill do better guys #also i start working tomorrow so who knows what will happen with whumptober #and as always #enjoy! :)

ᏔᎻႮᎷᏢͲϴᏴᎬᎡ 2025

ᎠᎪᎽ 5 ➩ ᏢᎻϴᏴᏆᎪ

𓁹ͲᏔ𓁹

➩ ᎷᎬΝͲᏆϴΝՏ ϴҒ ᎪᏴႮՏᎬ

➩ ՏႮᏴՏͲᎪΝᏟᎬ ᎪᏴႮՏᎬ

➩ ᎷᎬΝͲᏆϴΝՏ ϴҒ ᎠᎬᎪͲᎻ

ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ!

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The party had long since died out, slowly dispersing into smaller groups.

There was no sleeping around here, that was Kara's favorite part.

Right now she was sharing a blunt with Kam, still not exactly used to smoking a whole one herself. Yet, the buzz was great. She liked the feeling of.. floating.. of not thinking too much..

Right now the conversation had slowly faded into a new territory.. a dangerous one..

Phobias.

It was a normal topic, for most anyways..

Lex was the first to bring it up, clearly a bit out of it.. "How about phobias? What really freaks y'all the fuck out?.."

Charlie spoke up. "Men."

Lex rolled her eyes. "That doesn't count, Charlie. You aren't scared of men, you just hate them.."

"Same thing if you ask me.." Charlie huffed. "Okay but seriously? For me it's probably imperfection."

Kam raised an eyebrow. "Gee, the perfectionist is scared of not being perfect.."

"Shut up Kam.." Charlie shot back. "What are you scared of then, big boy?"

Kam seemed to think about it. "..clocks."

Charlie snickered. "For real?"

"..mostly the ticking sound. It creeps me out.." Kam explained, passing the joint to Kara who took it carefully..

"Ooh, I know mine.!" Zabrina perked up suddenly. "Nothing is creepier than abnormally big shit.."

Lex looked amused.. "..what, like a big boat or a big building?"

"..yeah, now thats just.. yuck.." Zabrina replied.." "..what's yours then, sis?"

Lex hummed. "I'm not scared of anything."

"That's a lie.." Kam huffed. "Spill it, Lex.."

Lex crossed her arms. "Seriously, the only thing I fear is fear itself."

Charlie looked confused. "..how the fuck does that work?.."

"My mom used to lock me in a closet when I was scared of anything." Lex started bluntly. "It helped me not be scared of most things.. but I guess it backfired because now I fear.. well, fear."

It was silent before Zabrina spoke up. "..i don't remember that.."

"That's because mom and dad told you I was at soccer practice."

"..soo that's why we never went to any games.."

"Yup."

Charlie frowned. "..that's fucked up, babe.."

Lex shrugged. "I was like 6, its whatever.."

"..you need therapy." Kam murmured..

"I'll go if you go."

"..nevermind."

That got Charlie laughing again. "..alright, Kara, what's yours?"

Kara suddenly felt all eyes on her. She now desperately wanted to be anywhere else. The buzz couldn't help her relax now..

"..i wouldn't say anything.. really scares me." Kara mumbled..

Zabrina raised an eyebrow. "C'mon.. we all said something.. plus, everyone is spooked by something.."

Kara was in an awkward position. She could either keep lying and ruin the vibe.. or admit her worst fear and be ridiculed..

..maybe everyone was too high to remember this tomorrow..

..fuck it.

"..night." Kara finally said.

There was a short pause of silence.

"Like.. the dark?" Kam asked..

"No, like nighttime."

Charlie tilted her head slightly. "..oh.. why?"

Kara took a silent breath, a small smirk appearing on her face to salvage the situation. "..girl, everyone who gets murdered get murdered at nighttime."

Charlie sighed. "Yeah, coming from the girl who sleeps with her window open.. psycho."

Zabrina made a noise of surprise. "Do you really??"

"She does." Lex confirmed. "..and for the record, no ones going to murder your ass. You listen to way too many true crime podcasts."

Everyone began to snicker, but inside, Kara wanted to scream.

..her fear of night came from her home.. of having to live with an unpredictable drunk excuse of a dad.. of waking up to fighting.. glass shattering.. pain..

..Kara didn't recall the last time she'd slept through the night. She was vigilant.. hyper aware..

Animals in the wild did the same thing. They slept lightly.. ready to jump and run.. or attack..

..Kara was no different from an animal.

..and to set the record straight.. Lex was wrong.

..Kara could be murdered.

Her dad was capable.

Too capable.

..the podcasts were a safety precaution.

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#whumptober 2025 #whumptober day 5 #OCS #whump writing #okay #this one is pretty good #a bit dialogue heavy but i need the practice #also i think i wrote about teo of these characters before #but they've been HELLA revamped since then #i like them a lot better now #also not me researching phobia names just to not use them.#anyways #thats it #and as always #enjoy! :)

ᏔᎻႮᎷᏢͲϴᏴᎬᎡ 2025

ᎠᎪᎽ 4 ➩ ᏞϴՏՏ ϴҒ ᏢϴᏔᎬᎡՏ

𓁹ͲᏔ𓁹

➩ ᎪΝᏀՏͲ

➩ ΝᎬᎪᎡ-ᎠᎬᎪͲᎻ ᎬХᏢᎬᎡᏆᎬΝᏟᎬ

➩ ᎷᎬΝͲᏆϴΝՏ ϴҒ ՏႮᏆᏟᏆᎠᎬ

ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ!

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..everything happened so fast. Too fast.

Lua rained sitting outside her daughters room, the hushed whispers coming from inside so distant.

She felt.. disconnected. She couldn't wipe the screams from her head..

Julyus stepped out after a while, immediately going to Lua. He sat next to her and for a moment, said nothing.

"...Lua.." He finally started..

"..is she okay?" Lua asked blankly.

Julyus took a long moment.. "..yeah, she will be."

"..and her?.." Lua trailer off, not wanting to say it..

Julyis sighed deeply. "..her wings took.. most of the damage.. it was safer to.."

Neither of them could say it. The attack took away their daughters joy.. possibly permanently.

Lua wanted to be sick. She could still hear her daughter begging for them to help her.. to save all of her..

..they couldn't.

"..she keeps asking for you.." Julyus mumbled.. "..she's still delirious but-"

"I'll go." Lua decided, standing up abruptly.

Julyus stood with her. "Listen, you don't have to if you can't-"

"I'm her mother. Quinara needs me." Lua replied, going into the room.

Julyus stayed back, sitting back down with a sigh.

..surely they would be fine..

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Quinara's room smelled of candles. Lua knew the scent was meant to cover the lingering smell of blood, but it didn't help..

Quinara looked so small in her bed, her white wings.. or what was left of them spread out beside her..

She slowly opened her eyes as Lua sat next to her, brushing her bangs back..

"..mama.." She muttered..

"..shh.." Lua tried to soothe, feeling completely out of her means. "..its alright, Quinnie.."

"...hurts.." Quinara verbalized.. "..my wings.."

Lua wanted to lose it all over again, but now wasn't the time. Not when her child was suffering.

Quinara was so young.. this wasn't fair.

"..just.. sleep, baby.." Lua almost begged.." ..you'll feel better.."

Quinara whimpered softly, the sound embedded into Lua's brain.

..this wouldn't go unpunished.

Lua curled up with her daughter in the bed, knowing that the contact would help.

She laid there, just running her fingers through her daughters scalp while slowly thinking of a plan.

..she knew who was behind the ambush on her child..

..they would pay, and they would pay brutally.

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Julyus and Lua soon switched spots as night came. Lua gave no explanations as she left, and Julyus knew she was in trouble.

Yet.. he couldn't leave his little girl alone. So.. he let Lua leave.

She was gone for almost 4 hours. Julyus paced, waited for a message, an update.

Nothing.

He knew whatever she was doing was not good. He saw the pain in her gaze.. the anger.

When she finally returned, she looked dead. Her eyes were void of any life, and he noticed one smudge of blood on her cheek that she clearly didn't clean off well enough.

Her knuckles were also split and bleeding..

..the problem had been taken care of, it seemed.

Julyus approached her slowly.. "..darling?"

Lua slowly slid into the seat next to Quinara's bedside, staring at her.

Julyus went to her, squeezing her shoulders. "..lets go to bed."

He pulled Lua up, guiding her to their bedroom. Once there, he retrieved a wet cloth and cleaned off her face properly.

"..you should've told me where you were going.. I was worried." Julyus said softly.

"..you would've stopped me." Lua replied quietly.

Julyus didn't deny it. "..let me see your hands."

Lua let him clean off her hands and bandage them. She didn't flinch.. she felt empty.

Julyjs squeezed her hands. "..hey.. stay with me.. focus."

Lua blinked, and then glanced up at him. Julyus sighed softly..

"..what you did.. won't help Quinnie." Julyus started. "..you know that.. I know that."

Lua said nothing.

Julyus tool a breath. "..did it make you feel better?"

Lua looked away, her emotions betraying her.. "..no." She choked out..

Julyus pulled her close, as if shielding her. "..just.. let it out.."

Lua broke down into quiet sons, Julyus stroking her hair.

..he knew Lua's heart was in the right place. But violence.. it did nothing. It solved no problems, only created more.

Quinara was barely 6 years old. She was so frail.. so innocent..

..she had no clue what her parents would go through for her.

..Julyus would rather keep it that way.. and he would deal with the perpetrators if any of them managed to survive Lua's rage.

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#whumptober 2025 #whumptober day 4 #OCS #whump writing #and here's day 4 #couple minutes late but idc at this point #i should probably write about my other 100+ ocs..#NAH #the hyperfixation demands Lua x Julyus #anyways im tired #and as always #enjoy! :)

ᏔᎻႮᎷᏢͲϴᏴᎬᎡ 2025

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ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ!

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Amne laid on her bed, sighing.

She was so.. tired. Of being here. Of pretending she was fine when she couldn't even sleep at night.

She rolled onto her side, pulling the covers over her head. How nice would it be if the world stopped spinning? Maybe it could just.. pause. Or cradle instead..

A creak of a door opening snapped Amne out of her trance. She heard soft footsteps stop right at her bedside.

Then, without a word, the covers were pulled down just for Silas to smile at Amne.

"Planning to sulk all night?" He asked.

Amne shrugged. "...maybe."

Silas pulled the covers off completely. "Not tonight, angel. C'mon.. up you go."

"..i thought I told you not to call me that." Amne huffed, sitting up.

Silas sat on the edge of the bed. "..right, yeah.." He said, taking her hand.

Amne looked at their interlock hands for a moment. "I'm fine, y'know-"

"No, you're not. I know you."

"You know Amne, not the.. real me."

"Close enough, no? Plus, I have a good idea."

Amne sighed. "..why are you here?"

Silas squeezed her hand. "The others want a game night. I thought.. it could be a good chance for you to relax and join us, no pressure though-"

"..okay." Amne said, surprising Silas and herself.

"Really?" Silas replied.

"..yeah.. that sounds nice." Amne admitted.

The truth was, Amne didn't want to be alone tonight. For once, she wanted to be around people.

"C'mon then, we've kept them waiting long enough." Silas said, pulling Amne up.

Once they were both standing, Silas hugged Amne, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

"..you'll feel better." Silas reassured.

Amne leaned close. "..hopefully."

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The living room was buzzing with life. Somehow, Rainier and Daniele had.. borrowed a couple board games (they were definitely stolen), and had set up an impromptu game night.

Amne wasn't totally interested, but the chatter was a welcoming distraction from her mind.

They started with Monopoly, and as it usually happens, things went south.

Amne ended up more focused on the fighting that ensued than the actual game itself.

"YOU landed on MY property, that's 200 dollars!-" Rainier said for what felt like the hundredth time.

Silas crossed his arms. "Sorry I don't pay CRIMINALS in JAIL-"

Lua sighed. "Guys-"

"200 bucks!"

"Hell no, that goes against my morals-!"

"..we've killed SO MANY PEOPLE, shut UP about morals!"

Amne snickered under her breath. This was a.. welcoming distraction from all the bullshit in her head. Even Lua seemed amused..

..and maybe it was funny watching Silas and Rainier argue while Freyja stole money off the board..

"God.. I wish I could die again.." Lua mumbled under her breath as the arguing continued..

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The next game was Uno, something Amne could definitely get behind.

This wasn't an easy game to argue over, but of course.. Amne jinxed it.

"You're supposed to say Uno when you have one card you dumbass-" Daniele snapped.

Julyus crossed his arms. "I did!"

"You said one!" Daniele reminded.

"It's the same number!"

"It's a MEXICAN GAME, you say fucking Uno!"

Amne looked between the two. "..can I go now?"

Two glares sent Amne back to sulking. So much for actually playing the game..

Lua looked at Julyus. "Just say fucking Uno, Jules.. otherwise no one will ever win."

Julyus looked at Lua. "Why!? We're not in Mexico, we're in America-"

"You're not American."

"..well, no, but-"

"Julyus."

"..whatever."

Silas nudged Amne. "..go now, they're distracted."

Amne did, putting her last card down.

Julyus and Daniele stared at the card. Amne just won.

"..what the hell-!" Julyus groaned.

"See!? If you just said Uno you could've won!" Daniele shot back.

"I will not conform to societal expectations-"

"Shut UP-"

Lua sighed in relief. "..i feel indebted to you just for saving me from this.."

Amne smiled. "You can start with some money-"

"..I am not getting you more fake money just for you to blow it on cigarettes and booze." Lua said sternly.

Amne huffed. "..asshole."

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The game night continued with the game of life, which caused no issues apart from the occasional existential crisis of how inaccurate the game was.

Operation was surprisingly easy. Turns out killing and harvesting organs is eerily similar, who knew?

The night ended with blackjack and poker. The only unfun thing about that was that everyone now owed money that they didn't have. That just meant a lot of favors were owed instead..

As midnight rolled around, most people ended up asleep in the living room, some black and white movie playing quietly from the TV in the background..

Amne was still awake, glancing around. The mess of board games.. some scattered poker chips.. some candy wrappers..

Amne smiled lightly. It felt.. strangely like home.

..these people felt like home.

And as Amne fell asleep, curled up next to Silas, her mind finally went quiet as she realized she was home.

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#whumptober 2025 #whumptober day 3 #OCS #whump writing #kinda rushed at the end cuz i didnt finish this yesterday #i was exhausted from my interview #speaking of #I GOT THE JOB #real proud of myself #and as always #enjoy! :)

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Terms of Endearment

List of various terms of endearment that can be used in different languages. A lot of them are gender neutral. Now in alphabetical order.

Afrikaans

Lief (love)

Liefie (lovey)

Arabic

Habibi حبيبي (m) (my love)

Ya hayati يا حياتي (my life)

Ya qalbi يا قلبي (my heart)

Ya ruhi يا روحي (my soul)

Hubbi/hobbi حبي (my love)

Czech

Zlato (gold, my precious)

Lásko (love)

Miláčku (dearest, little dear)

Danish

Skat (treasure)

Engel (angel)

Smukke (pretty/beautiful)

Elskede/elskling (beloved)

Kæreste (dearest and also used for the term girlfriend/boyfriend)

Snut (sorta like babe, a bit outdated)

Dejlige (wonderful)

Smuksak (beautiful but only for endearment)

Pus (cute pitiful thing)

Pusling (Pus in diminutive)

Musling (mouse diminutive)

Putte[animal] (cuddle[animal of choice], most used is: animal, mouse and pig, but other animals or objects happen)

Kære (loved one)

Allerkæreste (most loved, argumentative)

Basse (cute fat, might come from bear, mostly used for children and men)

Dutch

Schatje (treasure)

Liefje (loved one)

Lieverd (loved one)

Lieveling (loved one)

English

Dear

Pet

Baby

Babe

Honey

Darling

My love

Sunshine

Sweetheart

Sweet cheeks

Prince/Princess

Farsi

Joon/Jaan جان (life)

Azizam عزیزم (my dear)

Asalam عسلم (my honey)

Golam گلم (flower)

Filipino (from various local languages, all gender neutral)

Mahal, sinta (tagalog) (love)

alternatively add "ko" or "aking" to turn it into "my love" (e.g. mahal ko, sinta ko; aking mahal, aking sinta) with "aking" being used more often when talking about the one you love to a 3rd party;

or turn it into a verb (e.g. aking minamahal, kasintahan) to make it "lover"

Paraluman, irog, liyag, giliw (tagalog) (darling) these are older terms though, you won't hear or see them being used unless you're lovers with someone 🌟Extra🌟

Tangi (tagalog) (only one)

Tinatangi (tagalog) (the one i hold dear/the only one for me)

Tinadhana - fated (from the root word "tadhana" meaning fate, which in and of itself should also be a term of endearment and I stand by that)

Hinigugma (bisaya) (beloved) (very old)

Palangga/pangga/langga or "ga" for short and sometimes pagingging (ilonggo) (love) (can also be used platonically or between family members)

Kalasahan (tausug) (beloved) (this is pronounced with an emphasis in the SA syllable (as in kalaSAhan) instead of the LA like in the tagalog word LAsa (which means taste)

Jowa (filipino slang) (significant other/boyfriend/girlfriend)

Bebe, bebe ko, beh, bhe, bhie, bih (filipino slang) (babe)

Lablabs (filipino slang) (literally "love-love" in a heavy filipino accent)

French

Mon amour (my love)

Mon cœur (my heart)

Chéri (m) / Chérie (f) (darling)

Chou (used like "honey", but directly translates to cabbage)

Mon lapin (my bunny)

Ma vie (my life)

L'/amour de ma vie (love of my life)

Ma poupée (f) (my doll)

German

Liebling (beloved/favourite)

Schatz (treasure, I would say the most common one between established couples)

Liebes (loved one) (f, I don't find it that romantic)

Liebster (m) (loved one, bit old-fashioned)

Liebste (f) (loved one, bit old-fashioned)

Hase / Hasi (bunny)

Maus (mouse)

Spatz (sparrow)

Bär / Bärchen (bear)

Engel / Engelchen (angel)

Prinzessin (f) (princess)

Sonnenschein (sunshine)

Kleines (f) (little one, can be used in a cute way for women, but can also sound degrading or offensive)

Greek

Αγάπη /Αγάπη μου (love /my love) (the first can also be used among friends, usually between women, but both are very often used in romantic relationships)

Ψυχή μου (my soul) (mostly romantic but can be used by a parent to their kid)

Hebrew

Chaim sheli חיים שלי (my life)

Neshama sheli נשמה שלי (my soul)

Lev sheli לב שלי (my heart)

Hindi

Meri jaan मेरी जान (f) (my life)

Mera jaan (m/n) (my life)

Rani रानी (f) (queen)

Hungarian

Kedvesem (my dear)

Szerelmem (my love)

Drága (precious)

Édesem (my sweetie)

Kicsim (my little one)

Babám (my baby)

Kincsem (my treasure)

Indonesian

Sayang (to love/love, can be used as 'honey', doesn't have to be romantic)

Cintaku (my love, mostly used romantically)

Italian

Tesoro (treasure)

Amore mio (my love)

Cuore (heart)

Vita mia (my life)

Cucciola (puppy/cub) (mostly used for women, but you could say "cucciolo" for men)

Piccola (little one) (mostly for women, "piccolo" would be the male version)

Cara/caro (dear) (now mostly used by grandmas for grandkids but perfect for couples in the past or old couples nowadays

Bimba (f) (child)

Patata/patatina (potato/little potato) (again mostly women when used romantically, "patato/patatino" for men, but they can also be used for pets, babies, your kids or anyone that you find cute)

Tata/tato (short version of papata/patato)

Polpetta/polpettina (meatball/little meatball) (very uncommon, but I've heard it used for girls)

Topolina (little mouse) (very uncommon, but could be used for girls)

Bambola (doll)

Korean

Jagiya 자기야 (honey/baby)

Aegiya 애기야 (baby/little one)

Gongjunim 공주님 (f) (princess)

Wangjanim 왕자님 (m) (prince)

Nae Sarang 내 사랑 (my love)

Gwiyomi 귀요미 (cutie)

Yeobo 여보 (darling, loved one to a spouse)

Malay

Sayang (dear/darling)

Polish

Kochanie (my beloved)

Myszko (f) (little mouse for women romantic, or for young daughters)

Misiu (m) (diminutive bear, romantic for men)

Misiaczku (another form of the above but more intersex)

Słoneczko (diminutive for sun, can be for children but also romantic for women)

Pączusiu (diminutive doughnut, romantic partner)

Bąbelku (bubble diminutive for young children, toddlers or infants)

Duszko moja (very outdated, meaning my soul, for women)

Serce moje (also old school, meaning my heart, unisex)

Gwiazdeczko (diminutive star, for girls and romantic female partner)

Kotek/Kotku (kitten, unisex)

Mała (literally: little (f), for women, can be romantic but also offensive if used by strangers)

Skarbie (my treasure, unisex)

Rybciu (diminutive for fish, little fish, for women)

żabko (diminutive for frog, little frog, for women)

Portuguese

Meu querido (m)/ minha querida (f) (my darling)

Meu amor (my love)

Princesa (f) (princess)

Meu docinho (my sweetheart)

Coração (heart)

Amado (m)/Amada (f) (my love)

Meu (m)/ minha (f) mais que tudo (my above overall) Meu tesouro (my treasure)

Paixão (passion)

Meu bem/ meu benzinho (my goodness)

Meu doce/meu docinho (my sweet/ my little sweet)

Brazilian Portuguese

Amor (love)

Querido (m) / Querida (f) (darling)

Bebê (baby)

Meu bem (untraslatable; something between "my dear" and "my treasure")

Meu docinho de coco (my coconut candy - really old slang, nowadays used only for fun)

Patroa (f) (it means a female boss; not ironic not aggressive, but used by men to describe their wives affectionately, eg. "I can't go today, my patroa is waiting for me at home")

Gato/gatinho (m) / gata/gatinha (f) (cat/little cat; if a person is pretty, they are called a "cat")

Minha vida (my life)

Meu xodó (my crush)

Bebê (baby)

Docinho (sweetie)

Chuchu (honey)

Fofura (cutie)

Querida (dear)

Lindinha (beautiful/cutie)

Meu anjo (my angel)

Mozão or Mor (love, more like slang)

Romanian

Iubi (Sweet heart/darling)

Iubirea mea (my love)

Draga mea (f) / Dragul meu (m) (my dear)

Dulceața mea (jam/honey)

Russian

lyubov' moya / любовь моя (my love)

radost' moya / радость моя (joy of mine)

dusha moya / душа моя (my soul)

schast'e moyo / счастье моё (my happiness)

sokrovishche moyo / сокровище моё (my treasure)

solnyshko / солнышко (sunny)

zolotce / золотце (golden)

lyubimyj (m) + lyubimaya (f) / любимый + любимая (beloved)

dorogoj (m) + dorogaya (f) / дорогой + дорогая (darling, dear)

milyj (m) + milaya (f) / милый + милая (dear but in more informal way)

kotik / котик (kitty) malysh / малыш (baby)

zajchik (m) + zajka (f) / зайчик + зайка (bunny)

ptenchik / птенчик (little bird, hatchling)

rybka moya (f) / рыбка моя (my fish)

Slovak

Zlato / zlatko (gold)

Láska (love)

Miláčik (bit cheesy, but means my lovely)

Spanish

Cariño (darling)

Bebé (baby)

Corazón (heart)

Mi amor (my love)

Mi vida (my life)

Cielo (sky)

Amor (love)

Swedish

Sötnos (cute nose)

Älskling (darling)

Tamil

Kanmani [cun-mun-ee] (darling)

Turkish

Aşkım (my loved one)

Canım (my love/soul)

Hayatım (my life)

Bebeğim (my baby)

Kocacığım/karıcığım

(my husband/my wife, but in a more endearing way, you can say it to a person you're not married yet but thinking about marrying)

Her şeyim (my everything)

Yaşama sebebim (my reason to live)

Ceylanım (My gazelle, it's a gorgeous creature like cmon)

Güzel gözlüm (My lover with beautiful eyes)

Nazlı yarim (My coy lover)

Kalbimin sahibi (the owner of my heart)

Güzelim/yakışıklım (my beautiful/my handsome)

Kediciğim (my kitty/kitten)

Biriciğim/bi'tanem (my one and only)

Çiçeğim (my flower)

Balım (my honey) (can also say "bal dudaklım (my lover with honey lips)" if you feeling on fire)

Evimin direği (literally meaning "the post of my house," if you say this to a person (usually your husband), you mean to say that he keeps your household/family up, whether financially or with emotional maturity)

Ukrainian

Mostly romantic:

зіронька [zironʹka] (star)

мій світ [miy svit] (my world)

моє життя [moye zhyttya] (my life)

моє серденько [moye serdenʹko] (my heart)

коханий [kokhanyy](m) /кохана [kokhana] (f) (my beloved one)

милий мій [mylyy miy] (m) / мила моя [myla moya] (f) (my dear one)

любий мій [lyubyy miy] (m) / люба моя [lyuba moya] (f) (my loved one)

мій єдиний [miy yedynyy] (m) /моя єдина [moya yedyna] (f) (my only one)

Mostly between friends:

сонце [sontse], сонечко [sonechko] (sun, sunshine)

пташка [ptashka] (f) (birdie)

душа [dusha] (soul)

друг (m)/ подруга (f) моєї душі [druh (m)/podruha (f) moyeyi dushi] (a friend of my soul)

Urdu

Meri jaan میری جان (my life)

Pyaari پیاری (sweetheart)

Shahzadi شہزادی (f) (princess)

Welsh

Cariad (love)

Let me know more terms of endearment in your languages! And please correct me if I'm wrong somewhere.

Please note that they are not all romantic. You can ask in the replies, so a native speaker can answer if it's appropiate for the type of relationship you want your characters to have.

ᏔᎻႮᎷᏢͲϴᏴᎬᎡ 2025

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(ᏟϴΝͲᏆΝႮᎪͲᏆϴΝ ϴҒ ᎠᎪᎽ 1)

ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ!

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..Julyus lost track of time here. It was hard enough telling night from day, but he really couldn't remember how long it had been.

He was different now. His blonde hair now faded into a pink, and his.. vampire genes were showing.

..especially his eyes. It was still unsettling to see their red color.. it didn't feel like him.

But something scared him more.

Lua.

..she had also changed. Drastically.

Her brown hair was now a split between white and purple.. and she only kept one blue eye..

The other.. it couldn't really be called an eye anymore.. it's black and red coloring made it even more terrifying.

..Lua also stopped being herself since they got here.

She did what she was told, treating every situation like a problem to be solved.

..even them.

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"Lua-"

"I'm busy, Jules.."

Julyus looked back down at the ground, trying to control his growing frustration. This was his everyday. Trying and failing to talk to Lua.

He looked back up at her. She was silently reading some book about God knows what. Was it really that important?

Julyus took a breath. "We need to talk."

Lua didn't even look up. "I said I'm busy-"

"Now, Lua." Julyus interrupted.

Lua finally looked up, sensing the tension. She slowly set the book aside.. "..about what?"

"..everything, but let's focus on us." Julyus replied. "You've been distant. You ignore me constantly until you sneak into my room at night-"

Lua glared at him. "..quiet down, someone will hear you-"

"Who? There's no one important here, Lua. It's only us." Julyus retorted. "..what's changed with you?"

Lua went quiet. "..nothing."

Julyus stayed silent, arms crossed.

"..there's no room for emotion here, Julyus." Lua started. "I'm adapting."

"You're pushing me away. There's a difference."

"You know that it's not personal-"

"It feels pretty damn personal."

"Julyus." Lua sighed. "..there's no us here, okay?"

Julyus felt like he had been slapped. "..what?"

Lua didn't add anything.

"So what? I'm just a toy you hide then?" Julyus asked.

"It's practical, Jules.." Lua replied quietly.

"For who?" Julyus shot back. "I'm not ashamed of you, I never would be."

Lua looked down. She looked almost guilty before she went back to that firm expression.

"..do you know the pressure we're under? Our damn prophecies are the main goal. There's no room for anything else." She said.

Julyus sighed. "..we don't.. have to do what they tell us-"

"-and if we don't, we'll be banished." Lua finished. "We have one job, can we focus on that?"

Julyus let out a short breath. "..im not going to come second to some.. prophecy."

Lua looked at Julyus. "..are you asking me to choose?"

"No, because I know what you'll pick." Julyus replied shortly, standing up.

Lua followed. "Jules, it doesn't have to be like this-"

"We have the rest of eternity, Lua. We could be something.. something real." Julyus said quietly. "..you would've never listened to anyone when we were alive-"

"Well we're not." Lua snapped. "We're dead, Julyus. It's over."

Julyus looked away. "..i know." He looked back at Lua. "..you're going to kill yourself doing this.. chasing some prophecy that could never be achieved."

Lua wrapped her arms around herself. "..i won't.. kill myself."

"Maybe not on purpose. But you could. And you will." Julyus replied. "..I'm not losing you again."

Lua bit the inside of her cheek to keep from losing it. "..i finally found meaning.. something to do.. something good."

"..but is it worth it?" Julyus asked. "Tell me, is it worth it?"

Lua looked at Julyus, really looked at him. "I.. I don't know.." She admitted. "..but I want to take that risk. Not for anyone else. For me."

Julyus' gaze softened ever so slightly. "..you swear?"

"..always." Lua replied..

Julyus pulled Lua close. "..let's do it our own way. Prophecy or not, we have control."

Lua let herself sink against him, embracing the touch. "..that.. sounds perfect.

Julyus pulled away only to kiss her forehead hesitantly. It felt right, but also like a big step. "..one last night before we get to work?"

Lua nodded. "One last night."

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#whumptober 2025 #whumptober day 2 #OCS #whump writing #little short today #i wanted to continue off of yesterday but idk how well i did #i also have a job interview tmrw so stress is high which means mid writing.#hopefully this wasnt too disappointing #and as always #enjoy! :)

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“You want to be an author? That’s awesome! I could never do that, I’m so bad with words”

Me searching for words similar to “slowly” for the fifth time and then going to google the definition of each word just to make sure it means slowly:

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a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

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Reblog if you're a writer who doesn't use AI.

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my OCs are sooo cool you guys don't know what you're missing. if you could see the show i'm watching in my head rn you'd go so crazy i'm telling u

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This scene was so raw you guys

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the suffering never ends

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This is the real process

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Resources for you!

Character Ideas:

Character creation masterpost

Character Alignment Chart

More character alignment descriptions

Muslim Character questions

Characters with magical powers

Building a new character advice

How to create a character for an online or tabletop RPG (also a good guide on creating characters in general)

Royalty/nobility TV Tropes page

Basic character profile

OC masterpost

Random character generators - (1), (2), (3), (4)

D&D Character Building Tool

Character Design Ideas:

How clothing affects a character’s personality

Character Design Inspiration blog

Concept art, fan art, cool art to be inspired by

Character design references and inspiration

Sources for POC character design ideas and models

Create your own character model using HeroForge

For horned characters

Body and hair types guide

Random outfit generator

Naming Help:

Amazing site with an endless amount of naming resources

General advice on avoiding naming appropriation

Hispanic Surnames

Gothic Victorian names

Huge master list for character things in general

Masterlist of names of all types - including but not limited to ancient/old world names, Celtic, African, Northern European, Southern and Central American Native names, Japanese, Chinese, Mongolian, Polynesian, and more

Another name masterlist

How to pick a character name guide

Yet another names masterlist

Creating Background/backstory:

Character Sheet/Development Sheet

Another character development list

In-depth character personality, motivations and traits sheet

320 talents and passions for characters

On writing likes and dislikes that aren’t frivolous

Why you should write non-human characters non-conforming to the gender binary

Stereotypes, tropes, and archetypes

Random backstory generator