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[witcherwhumpweek]

Witcher Whump Week 2024

A fandom week focusing on whumping The Witcher characters, open to all kinds of fan created content. It will run on Tumblr, Pillowfort and Dreamwidth from 19th to 26th February 2024.

Each day has different prompts, and you are invited to create content based on those prompts: fics, art, moodboards, playlists - whatever strikes your fancy.

You can whump any The Witcher character from any canon. OCs are welcome.

Moderators: Bookscorpion

Rules:

Whump with one or more The Witcher characters must be the focus of your creation

Pure whump/hurt no comfort and hurt/comfort are all welcome

NSFW is welcome, as is any trope or theme

No upper or lower word count limit for writers

Collaborations are welcome

All canons are welcome - games, TV shows, books

Please be kind to each other - no bashing or kinkshaming ect.

There is an AO3 collection here and the additional tag is Witcher Whump Week (The Witcher)

Prompts can be interpreted in any way you wish - get creative and have fun! You can create for one prompt, or all of them or anything in between.

Post and tag with #witcherwhumpweek2024 and/or @witcherwhumpweek

1 there was so much blood / unwanted

2 hallucinations & mindfuck / keep still!

3 tainted / betrayal

4 it still hurts / chained

5 I'm fine! / exposure

6 thorns / missing

7 sacrifice / curses

[astaldis]

@witcherwhumpweek

Summary: A year has passed since the events at Stygga Castle and Geralt, Yennefer and Ciri remember their fallen friends.

Warning: Sad, but with a fluffy ending!

For the Witcher Whump Week prompts: 1 there was so much blood, 2 hallucinations & mindfuck, 3 betrayal, 4 it still hurts, 5 I'm fine!, 6 thorns / missing, 7 sacrifice

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply, Category: Gen

Relationship: Geralt of Rivia/Yennefer of Vengerberg

Characters: Geralt of Rivia, Yennefer of Vengerberg, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Jaskier | Dandelion, Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy

Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Grief/Mourning, unexpected reunion, Sad with a Happy Ending, Eventual Fluff, Found Family, Best Friends, POV Geralt of Rivia, Spoilers for The Lady of the Lake, canonical character deaths (in the past), also mention of some un-canonical character deaths (in the past), emotional whump

Read on Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52905151

[jayofolympus-writes]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rating: T

Warnings: Major character death, suicidal thoughts, grief

Written for day 2 of @witcherwhumpweek, for the prompt "Death Wish"

The Wild Hunt was coming for Ciri.

Aiden was gone, differently from Coën, but leaving Lambert alone all the same, and now the Wild Hunt was coming for Ciri. His family was under threat. Everything good left in his life was under threat.

There was no choice to be made. He’d sooner leap from the battlements than abandon Ciri in her hour of need. No. He’d stay, and fight, and die if that’s what it took to keep her safe. Fuck destiny, and prophecies, and anyone who wanted to decide for Ciri what her future should be.

[bawdybean]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Following up last years Mererid whump with something from Emhyr's viewpoint and I am so excited to participate in Witcher Whump Week again!

Rating: M Fandom: Witcher gameverse Emhyr/Mererid preslash, whump, heavy themes, rape recovery, trauma processing, learning to navigate trauma together

Summary: After the coup, and after the bloody retribution for it, Emhyr is back on his throne. Some of the what has been done, cannot undone though, and the cracks show. Emhyr is helpless to put back to rights the things he finds most important to fix. But he is willing to try.

What pulled at him constantly was that he had let his people down. His Empire. Emhyr did not coddle himself. He was well aware he was not a good father. Nor a great husband in the time he filled that role. He had not been a good enough son to prevent the deaths of his whole family.

But he had thought himself a good Emperor.

[baegdearg]

Here's a snippet for day 6 of @witcherwhumpweek

Prompt: On the run

I told myself that I would take a break from writing about my OC, Hyldegard Freda aep Ferasel but oh well

Here's the snippet and enjoy heheh

“As I was saying me wedd,” he stopped his scolding as he gazed upon his daughter whose attention was elsewhere. He follows her line of sight and comes across a multitude of trees and plant-life. In awe at the beauty of the forest, he tilts his head and is met with a canopy molded by high vegetation, the light seeping through the cracks while casting a light on them.

“You were saying something, papa?”, his daughter mutters as she whips her head to face him. The whiplash of red hair might have surprised Ferasel for a moment but he quickly recovers at the inquiring eyes. Ah, I will never get used to staring at your face — so pure for this world. I will never ever let harm’s way lay its clutches on you, he contemplates until a finger prods his side, breaking him from his stupor.

Irises of sapphire blue stare back at him, awaiting a response. Instead of responding back, he ruffles Freda’s hair to her dismay. She pushes his hand away with all strength which elicits a bark of laughter of Ferasel at her flailing. Not wanting to show his daughter the redness and fondness etched on his face, he proceeds to hug her, placing his chin on her head. Muffled shouts of let me go can be heard from beneath his chest that were accompanied by the jabs of fists.

[witcherwhumpweek]

Witcher Whump Week 2024

A fandom week focusing on whumping The Witcher characters, open to all kinds of fan created content. It will run on Tumblr, Pillowfort and Dreamwidth from 19th to 26th February 2024.

Each day has different prompts, and you are invited to create content based on those prompts: fics, art, moodboards, playlists - whatever strikes your fancy.

You can whump any The Witcher character from any canon. OCs are welcome.

Moderators: Bookscorpion

Rules:

Whump with one or more The Witcher characters must be the focus of your creation

Pure whump/hurt no comfort and hurt/comfort are all welcome

NSFW is welcome, as is any trope or theme

No upper or lower word count limit for writers

Collaborations are welcome

All canons are welcome - games, TV shows, books

Please be kind to each other - no bashing or kinkshaming ect.

There is an AO3 collection here and the additional tag is Witcher Whump Week (The Witcher)

Prompts can be interpreted in any way you wish - get creative and have fun! You can create for one prompt, or all of them or anything in between.

Post and tag with #witcherwhumpweek2024 and/or @witcherwhumpweek

1 there was so much blood / unwanted

2 hallucinations & mindfuck / keep still!

3 tainted / betrayal

4 it still hurts / chained

5 I'm fine! / exposure

6 thorns / missing

7 sacrifice / curses

[astaldis]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

@witcherwhumpweek​    @badthingshappenbingo​

Chapters: 1/1    Words: 919 Rating: Mature Relationships: Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach & Emhyr var Emreis   Additional Tags: Witcher Whump Week (The Witcher), Bad Things Happen Bingo, Febuwhump 2024, Young Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach Whump, Branding Series: Part 5 of Young Cahir Snippets

Summary: Just one day between Emhyr var Emrise and a young Cahir, but a very significant (and painful) one.

Inspired by the Witcher Whump Week prompt for day 2 "Keep still!", the Febuwhump prompts 3 "Bite down on this" and 4 "Obedience" and the Bad Things Happen Bingo prompt "Branding."

[astaldis]

Chained / Blindfolded

Warning: Graphic depictions of violence under the cut!

@whumpers-monthly @witcherwhumpweek

Illustration for Prison Blues Chapter 5 - Lost in the Dark

Rating: Explicit

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence; Rape/Non-Con

Relationships: Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach/Emhyr var Emreis; Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach & Jaskier | Dandelion; Assire var Anahid & Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach; Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach & Merlin The Cat

Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Maria Barring | Milva, Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy, The Hansa | Geralt's Company Members (The Witcher), Emhyr var Emreis, Assire var Anahid, Merlin (the cat), Menno Coehoorn, Vilgefortz of Roggeveen

Additional Tags: Friendship, Trauma, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Implied/Referenced Torture, Torture, Aftermath of Torture, netflix season 2 compliant, cahir is not having a good time, Spoilers for The Witcher (TV) Season 2, Spoilers for Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, Angst, Vomiting, Sexual Abuse, Implied Sexual Abuse, Maggots, Emhyr is an evil bastard, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, a few days after the battle on the bridge, and directly after season 2 ends, Panic Attacks, Cats are the best and bards, Jaskier is a good friend, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach Whump, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach Has a Bad Time, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Published: 2022-06-04; Completed: 2022-08-03; Words: 32,672

Excerpt from Chapter 5 - Lost in the Dark

The door of the torture chamber closes after the Emperor with a thud. Then Cahir is alone with the guards, who are still holding him in a vice-like grip, and the torture master. 

"There," Dalgart points at the wall to the right of the brazier. It is just a bare stone wall, but hanging from chains from the ceiling next to the wall are iron manacles. The guards drag Cahir to the wall and fasten the manacles around his wrists. Then they adjust the length of the chains in such a way, that he is almost hanging in the air by his arms, only his toes just so touching the floor, his bare back toward the wall. Dalgart hands one of them a black piece of fabric that he uses to blindfold the prisoner. Cahir does not know if he should be grateful for the blindfold or horrified by the prospect of not being able to see what the torture master is going to do to him. At the moment he can hear him puttering around with his tools as if not yet sure which one he is going to use. A knife, but which one? Or a hook? Not a saw as he is not allowed to cut off anything, nor the head crusher, the risk of permanent brain damage or even death is far too high. Ah, this is a nice one. He has not used it in quite a while. A shame, as it is very effective. Not lethal, though, at least not if infection can be prevented. Which should not pose too much of a problem. Yes, this is probably perfect for the purpose. Dalgart picks up the Ungula. He steps away from the table with his instruments and walks over to the wall with the chained prisoner.

Cahir shudders as the man approaches. Is his brain just playing tricks on him in his terrified state or does the torturer actually smell like sulfur? Now he is standing so close, Cahir can feel his breath on his naked torso, making his skin crawl. Slowly and carefully and without saying a word, the torture master starts to move a pointed metal device down Cahir's right arm, from his wrist across his forearm, then from his elbow down to his shoulder and further along the length of his side all the way down to the waistband of his braies. It does not really hurt, just graze his skin a little, hardly drawing blood, but it sends chills up and down Cahir's spine and he almost forgets to breathe. This is really creepy. Dalgart repeats the procedure on his left side, this time with just a little more pressure. Again, Cahir shudders. The man must be some kind of pervert. Well, of course, he must be, why else would anybody want to become a torturer in the first place, and obviously enjoy the work? 

The torturer rotates the instrument in his hand in such a way that not only one, but two sharp, claw-like tips are digging into the skin and muscle of the prisoner's arms, first the right, then the left one, and now it definitely hurts. Cahir suppresses a groan of pain as he feels the blood drip down from the cuts. And this is just the beginning. 

Methodically, Dalgart moves the metal claw up and down Cahir's arms, his sides and finally his chest, sometimes almost tenderly and superficial, which creeps him out, then, all of a sudden, ripping, tearing and digging deep into his flesh like the talons of a raptor or the claws of a bear or other wild creature, making him scream with agony and shock. The blood is flowing freely now and Cahir feels increasingly lightheaded. As absorbed as he is in his endeavour, the torture master won't accidentally forget that he is not to kill him, will he? Or will he bleed out here, hanging from the dungeon ceiling in just his underpants? What a humiliating death. It isn't the end he had hoped for, no. Not at all. 

"Almost done," the torturer, as if being able to read the prisoner's thoughts, suddenly whispers into Cahir's ear. "Jus' one more thing. Emperor's special request." With these words, and a deft movement of his left hand, he pulls down Cahir's braies. Cahir gasps in shock. But there is nothing he can do, nothing at all. Never in his life has he felt so helpless, vulnerable and completely and utterly at somebody else's mercy, somebody who is clearly mental. When he feels the cold metal tip of the torture device run lightly down the length of his cock, he is paralysed with fear, unable to breathe or think or even scream. Painfully slowly the claw moves around the tip of his penis, then along his scrotum, but, fortunately, only scratching the skin a little.

"Very lucky human." Dalgart's hoarse voice unsettlingly close to his ear. "I am not to harm you down there. Not today. What a shame. But maybe tomorrow? Or the day after? Who knows?"

Cahir, for sure, does not know, as he has fainted from the pain, loss of blood and shock halfway through the torture master's unusually many words.