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10/10 can recommend. The books are also very whumpy if you like non-human whump. I think they're my favourite discovery of 2021. The characters are very diverse and lovable :) So give it a try if the plot interests you even a little bit!
Summary: Someone tries to use Nyx as leverage, but the crown doesn't negotiate and his captors aren't too kind about that.
This fic can be read as stand-alone. There are only minor references to earlier fics in this series, that can still be understood without reading the other parts.
Thanks to @aravenwhumper and @whumpwriterforlife for their help and inspiration.
Hey, me again! It seems I can't get enough of your whump writing haha, so I'm wondering if I could maybe request "hurts to breathe" with Nyx????
I've loved all your ficlets so far!
Hii! I'm so happy to hear you've liked my ficlets! Sorry this has taken me so long (and sorry to everyone who sent me request back in August as well, uni is keeping me busy) but here's your request, I hope you like it!
This fic, on addition to being for the BTHB, also works as my entry for the Whumptober day 2 "Talking is overrated".
Hurts to Breathe (+ Whumptober 2021 day 2)
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Characters: Nyx Ulric & Luche Lazarus
Whumpee: Nyx Ulric
Word Count: 1734
Warnings: Strangling, broken bones
Can also be read on AO3 here
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The base seemed to be mostly void of life. Nyx had only seen a handful of people, most of whom he had managed to avoid with little trouble. It was as if the compound was working on a skeleton crew. Based on the reports of increased enemy activity in the area, it made little sense. It did make Nyx’s job a lot easier though, not having to fight people and MTs left and right, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off about the whole thing.
After around half an hour, Nyx’s armiger had become the home for a handful of new files he had found in some offices. Hopefully they would help shed some light on the situation. There were a few more areas for him to search but he had almost gone through the entire base already. He wondered if he should just destroy the place while he was at it. It hadn’t been a part of his assignment but, well, one less enemy base was always one less problem.
And Nyx wasn’t one to turn down an opportunity to blow shit up.
Nyx was brought out of his thoughts as he came across a heavy looking metal door. It had a small window on the top part and he looked through it with a slight frown. On the other side of the door was a nondescript room with a metal chair in the middle of it. There was a figure sitting on the chair and Nyx had to shift to get a better look at the person.
Then the person looked up.
“Luche?” Nyx’s eyes widened and his hand went down to the door handle. It wasn’t locked. “Luche!”
“Nyx? What the fuck are you doing here?” Luche exclaimed.
“I should be the one asking you that!” Nyx shot back at him as he took in the handcuffs that bound Luche’s wrists to the armrests. There were bruises on his face, some new and some older, as well as on his wrists. He had clearly been held captive for more than a day. Nyx knew Luche had been sent on some mission but he knew nothing of its details. “What happened to you?”
Luche groaned, his head hitting the back of the chair with a thud as he closed his eyes. “Can’t you just get these off me so we can get out of here?”
“And forget this ever happened?” Nyx smirked. “I could always just leave you here, you’re not a part of my mission, you know.”
“Nyx,” Luche’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
“Yeah, yeah, you’ll rat me out to the Captain and he’ll put me on gate duty. We’ve all heard that one before,” Nyx rolled his eyes as he walked over to the chair. He pulled a potion from the Armiger, the last he had, and broke it over Luche before leaning over to inspect the cuffs. “I do expect to get the story from you.”
“Of course you do,” Luche muttered as he peered down at him. “Just get those off and I’ll tell you when we’re out of here.”
“I’ll hold you to that,” Nyx told him, his smirk never wavering. He took out a pick from the armiger and started working on the cuffs. Their banter kept going. It was good, it meant Luche was mostly fine and Nyx wouldn’t have to carry his ass all the way back to their home base.
It wasn’t even a minute later before it all went to hell.
Luche tensed, which was just about all the warning Nyx got. “Behind you!”
Nyx turned on his heels, only to be met with a punch to the face. He staggered, bracing a hand against Luche’s chair to recover but his assailant didn’t grant him the time. Something silvery flashed across his vision and then he was jerked back. A strangled noise burst from his lips, his hands rising to his neck to claw at the thin wire there.
“You walked right into my trap,” a voice snarled right into his ear. Nyx gasped for air, frantic as he struggled. The assailant dragged him back, away from Luche, and he lost his footing after a harsh tug. He cried out but the sound came out broken, barely audible with his airway cut off.
Luche swore somewhere and shouted his name.
Nyx thrust his elbow back. The assailant groaned but his hold didn’t give, it only tightened. Nyx slammed his elbow back again and again. This time he felt something give. The assailant released him with a pained roar.
He hit the floor hard, wheezing and coughing as air returned to his lungs. His body felt heavy, unresponsive. He pushed himself onto his hands and knees but a kick to the side brought him down. It was followed by two more, one of which resulted in a snap as it broke a rib. He let out a choked scream.
“Tsk, and they call you the Hero?” the assailant scoffed somewhere above him.
A wheezy cough shook Nyx’s frame and jarred his broken rib. Black spots danced in his eyes, chest and throat hurting with every breath. He braced one hand against the floor, the other wrapping around his midsection.
“Get up!” Luche shouted, and there was a rattle of handcuffs. “Nyx, get your ass up!”
The assailant laughed.
Nyx hissed as he was hauled up onto his knees. He gripped the assailant’s arm with one hand, the other hanging limply by his side.
“Leave him the fuck alone!”
In any other situation Nyx would have smirked, maybe laughed at Luche being angry and protective over him. Now, though, he could barely breathe.
“Don’t worry, your turn will come soon.”
The assailant pulled Nyx upright. The world tilted dizzyingly, and Nyx’s legs nearly gave out beneath him but he held on, one hand still locked around the man’s wrist. The assailant muttered something but the words were lost on Nyx as he was shoved back and against a wall. He grunted, stars flittering across his vision at the impact.
Then there was a hand on his throat.
Nyx gritted his teeth and kneed the assailant in the crotch. The assailant cursed and faltered, giving Nyx the opening he needed. The air crackled with lightning as he struck out with his hand. The assailant went down with a strangled scream, and Nyx collapsed down to his knees right after with nothing to hold him up. He squeezed his eyes shut, gasping. His throat felt raw and burned with each breath he took and his chest hurt even more. He felt like he was barely getting in any air.
“Nyx! Move!” Luche shouted at him.
Nyx wanted to flip him off and tell him to move himself but that would have required air and energy that he just didn’t have at the moment. He craned his neck toward the assailant and saw him attempting to get up. He muttered a curse. Reaching for his kukri, he pulled it out of its sheath.
The assailant's eyes narrowed as he saw the kukri. One corner of Nyx’s lips twitched up in a smug smile.
The assailant charged at him.
Nyx tossed the kukri in the air and warped. His body protested with ferocity as he twisted in the air and warped back to the assailant. They collided together and Nyx was once again robbed of air as white-hot pain flashed through his chest. The assailant grunted and Nyx felt him twist and writhe in an attempt to get on top but he didn’t let him. He flipped the kukri in his hand, fumbling with the handle the slightest bit before he struck.
Nyx shuddered as the assailant fell limp and blood spilled over his hands. The kukri clattered to the floor, the sound slightly too loud in his ears as he pushed himself away from the body. He felt faint, and logically he knew it was from too little air, but gods it hurt to take deeper breaths. He had most likely fucked up more than one rib in the fight. Closing his eyes, he ignored whatever Luche said at that moment, and took a couple of deep — well, as deep as he could without passing out — breaths. They wouldn’t have much time to stick around. Even with how deserted the base had seemed, someone would stumble upon the room sooner or later, and Nyx really didn’t want to be around when that had happened. One hand against the ground and another wrapped around his ribs, he finally staggered to his feet a minute later to go over to Luche.
“You don’t look too hot,” Luche quipped helpfully as Nyx nearly crashed against his chair.
“Do you want to get out of here or not?” Nyx glared at him but flinched at the sound of his horribly raspy voice. Even Luche grimaced.
“Maybe you shouldn’t try to talk,” Luche told him with a frown.
Nyx rolled his eyes but didn’t respond as he leaned down to get Luche out of the cuffs. It took longer than he would have liked. He couldn’t concentrate, not with how every breath felt like he was being stabbed. Luche, to his credit, didn’t make any additional quips or jokes and just let him work. When Luche was finally free, Nyx breathed a sigh of relief and leaned his forehead against the chair’s armrest. He was not good at picking locks. It was downright a miracle that he had gotten the cuffs off in just under five minutes.
Luche wasted no time in getting out of the chair, and Nyx heard him mutter a Galahdian curse under his breath, followed by a sound of him kicking something. Then he walked back over to Nyx and pulled him upright with surprising care. Nyx made a face but didn’t push Luche away.
“Don’t you have any potions?” Luche asked as he ducked under Nyx’s arm to support him.
Nyx made an exasperated noise and turned his head to look at Luche. “What do you think?”
“Okay, that’s a no. This should be a fun trek back to base then,” Luche muttered, which Nyx took to mean he didn’t have any either.
Nyx snorted. “You can always stay here.”
“Shut up, you shouldn’t be talking anyway,” Luche huffed as they began to walk out of the room.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 2/7
Fandom: Final Fantasy XV
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Crowe Altius & Nyx Ulric, Libertus Ostium & Nyx Ulric, Crowe Altius & Libertus Ostium & Nyx Ulric
Characters: Nyx Ulric, Titus Drautos | Glauca, Crowe Altius, Libertus Ostium, The Kingsglaive (Final Fantasy XV)
Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Concussions, Traumatic Brain Injury, Memory Loss, Trapped, Swearing, Captured, Helplessness, Hurting Nyx, Whumptober 2021, Eventual Happy Ending, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Warnings May Change, Not Beta Read, Human Experimentation, Mind Control, Scars, Presumed Dead, Rescue
Series: Part 2 of Whumptober 2021
Summary:
Nyx finds himself hurt and fumbling in the darkness, trying to recall the events that brought him there. His memory is not on his side, however, and it’s not friendly hands that come to his aid. While they might save his life, their ‘help’ comes at a price that is strictly non-negotiable.
I love how many Nyx Whump Stories are part of this year's Whumptober. It's like heaven!
I really loved this one. It's still a WIP and I'm curious where it'll go but the whump (especially in chapter 1) is top notch and it gave me whumperflies. What else do I need?
Set up in October 2018, the Round Table is the Discord server celebrating all things whumpy fanfiction. It’s a book club of the best kind - a place for whumpers to discuss fanfiction and bond over their favourite instances of whump. I was fortunate enough to be able to interview its members, who were happy to share exactly what it is that they love about the club.
To read all about the club and hear what they had to say, check out their interview here!
I follow this author on AO3 who, up til now has only written hurt/comfort and fluff fics. I'm a closet whump fan and normally stick to Naruto and FairyTale and this author writes for the Zelda fandom but had to share it anyway.. they're branching into whump and are covering ALL of my favorite whump tropes. The Chaps can be read separately and Chap 3 gave me serious whumperflies, even on a re-read. I can't link... the fic is called Cracks in the Glaze author is Lalalando.
Hi there,
I am glad you found your way to my blog and shared this with us. I am very sorry that I am replying so late!
The fic you recommend looks really nice! Here are the details:
Tags: Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Temporary Character Death
Summary: A series of whumpy, angsty, hurt/comfort fics based on Narsh Poptarts' battle drawings. Each of the ficlets (except for Wars and Wind's chapters) is stand-alone and each of the boys has a BAD TIME. The fics range from fever, hypothermia, poisoning etc. Please read the warnings in the author notes at the beginning of each chapter to decide whether or not that chapter is safe for you to read. Tread cautiously. These contain a LOT of angst however, they will all have hurt/comfort endings.
Fandom: SPN x SGA crossover (It's part 3, but they're mostly standalone)
Word Count: 50k + 90k
Warning: Very graphic and gory depiction of torture in part #4
Whump:
+ John Sheppard, Dean Winchester
+ kidnapping, exhaustion, beaten, torture, headaches, panic attacks, etc.
Summary: SGA/SPN Crossover AU. When an impossibly locked door is keeping the Trust from treasures unknown, they arrange to steal an Empath so that their Kinetics can ‘crack the safe’. Unfortunately for Dean, he’s the unlucky Empath and the safe is in Pegasus.
Review: We loved it so much, we ended up reading part 4 immediately after having finished part 3. The whump was delicious and the weirdly fitting mix of story lines (canon and fic), as well as the combination of characters was really refreshing. The characters were well done and the story (especially #4) was so complex and full of fun moments and hidden surprises, it was a great read. By the end we were plotting to kidnap cast and author to create a 6th season based on this story. We’re sure many of you would enjoy it :)
Since there are a few days left and I am trying to become more active on this blog again, the plans are there, just the time is lacking, I thought I would share our Fanfiction Club Meetings more often.
Maybe one of you will be interested in joining us if the fic strikes their fancy :)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: SPN x SGA crossover (It's part 3, but they're mostly standalone)
Word Count: 50k
Summary: SGA/SPN Crossover AU. When an impossibly locked door is keeping the Trust from treasures unknown, they arrange to steal an Empath so that their Kinetics can ‘crack the safe’. Unfortunately for Dean, he’s the unlucky Empath and the safe is in Pegasus.
So, if you're interested we're meeting on Saturday, February 13ths at 4p.m. CET on discord (using text messages for discussions).
You're very welcome to come into my inbox or askbox to talk about it, or join us on discord if you're over 18 years old.
https://discord.gg/BPyvGcJ
Check out the The Hidden Vault community on Discord - hang out with 16 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.
Since there are a few days left and I am trying to become more active on this blog again, the plans are there, just the time is lacking, I thought I would share our Fanfiction Club Meetings more often.
Maybe one of you will be interested in joining us if the fic strikes their fancy :)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: SPN x SGA crossover (It's part 3, but they're mostly standalone)
Word Count: 50k
Summary: SGA/SPN Crossover AU. When an impossibly locked door is keeping the Trust from treasures unknown, they arrange to steal an Empath so that their Kinetics can ‘crack the safe’. Unfortunately for Dean, he’s the unlucky Empath and the safe is in Pegasus.
So, if you're interested we're meeting on Saturday, February 13ths at 4p.m. CET on discord (using text messages for discussions).
You're very welcome to come into my inbox or askbox to talk about it, or join us on discord if you're over 18 years old.
https://discord.gg/BPyvGcJ
Check out the The Hidden Vault community on Discord - hang out with 16 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.
Since there are a few days left and I am trying to become more active on this blog again (the plans are there, just the time is lacking) I thought I would share our Fanfiction Club Meetings more often.
Maybe one of you will be interested in joining us if the fic strikes their fancy :)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Fandom: SPN x SGA crossover (It's part 3, but they're mostly standalone)
Word Count: 50k
Summary: SGA/SPN Crossover AU. When an impossibly locked door is keeping the Trust from treasures unknown, they arrange to steal an Empath so that their Kinetics can ‘crack the safe’. Unfortunately for Dean, he’s the unlucky Empath and the safe is in Pegasus.
So, if you're interested we're meeting on Saturday, February 13ths at 4p.m. CET on discord (using text messages for discussions).
You're very welcome to come into my inbox or askbox to talk about it, or join us on discord if you're over 18 years old.
https://discord.gg/BPyvGcJ
Check out the The Hidden Vault community on Discord - hang out with 16 other members and enjoy free voice and text chat.
(1/3) Hello! I thought I would share my favourite pieces for your Share the Pain event! Apologies for the several asks, there aren't enough characters for me to squeal xD. In no particular order, first is The Ground Gives Way by BlaiddGwyn on AO3 - it's a Witcher fic with a concussed, barely conscious Jaskier and well-written worried!Geralt! I almost suggested several of this author's fics, but this was my favourite.
(2/3) Second, All That Really matters by Twice_before_Friday - this is a Prodigal Son fic which has the best image of Malcolm hanging from a hook, wrists tied to it and him hanging, unable to even hold his head up as he's being beaten brutally. This is a trope I've developed a love for and this fic gave me exactly what I wanted!
(3/3) And third is a piece of whump art by tiredalldaylong with Jason Todd looking disoriented as he staggers home with ringing ears from too many blows to the head. It's really well-drawn, I really admire artists who draw whump this well! I haven't been able to get that image out of my head, you can really see how dazed he is and can almost hear the ringing for yourself. Sorry again for the several asks!
heeyy~
we’re happy to see you share your experience as a consumer of whumptober 2020 with us. Welcome! Let me pretty up your list of favorites :)
The Ground Gives Way by BlaiddGwyn (dragonLeighs) | @blaidd-gwyn
Fandom: The Witcher
Medium: Fanfiction
Word Count: 2592
Whumptober Prompt: Concussion
Summary: Geralt and Jaskier get ambushed by a chort. After getting backed into a corner at the edge of a cliff, the ground gives way and they tumble down. Geralt is unharmed but finds himself trapped. Jaskier on the other hand is unresponsive. Now Geralt needs him to get up and dig him out before the monster comes back to finish them off.
Review: It's a Witcher fic with a concussed, barely conscious Jaskier and well-written worried!Geralt! I almost suggested several of this author's fics, but this was my favourite.
All That Really Matters by Twice_before_Friday
Fandom: Prodigal Son
Medium: Fanfiction
Word Count: 1474
Whumptober Prompt: Internal Organ Injury
Summary: When they finally find Malcolm, he's strung up to a hook in the ceiling, arms pulled taut above his head as he dangles about two feet off the ground. Their murder suspect is using him as a stand in for a punching bag, his fists landing a flurry of powerful hits to Malcolm's torso.
Review: [This] has the best image of Malcolm hanging from a hook, wrists tied to it and him hanging, unable to even hold his head up as he's being beaten brutally. This is a trope I've developed a love for and this fic gave me exactly what I wanted!
Jason Todd by @tiredalldaylong
Fandom: Batman, Robins DC, Red Hood DC
Medium: Traditional Art
Whumptober Prompt: If you thought the head trauma was bad... [ringing ears]
Review: Jason Todd looking disoriented as he staggers home with ringing ears from too many blows to the head. It's really well-drawn, I really admire artists who draw whump this well! I haven't been able to get that image out of my head, you can really see how dazed he is and can almost hear the ringing for yourself.
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Thank you so much for sharing your pain with us. This sounds all really amazing and like a must-read and watch for every fandom fan :) It a pretty nice mixture too, and I see a tendency for Head Trauma in your favorites :P
This was so good. I really enjoyed reading it even though Old Guard hasn't been one of my reading fandoms (yet). Maybe I need to change that. I really liked the movie and definitely fell for Nicky&Joe on screen, so I'm absolutely not surprised how much I enjoy fanfics about them.
I loved their interaction in the fic, it was so full of love and the plot...I mean, what's not to like.
I've fallen down the Mandalorian rabbit hole. Anyone got any good, whumpy recs? Only restrictions: no major character death. Self promotions are welcome.
I'll probably have some new rec posts for you soon :)
So I had a bad headache yesterday and since I’m weird I craved Tony migraine fics. I made a resource list of all the ones I know in order to share, because y'know, there’s never enough whump in the world. Feel free to reblog and add the ones you’ve read or written.
By @builder051: spidermanspotter and this drabble (both with Peter), as well as this one and Get me on another rap (with Rhodey) aaand this one (with the team)
By @taylortut: Take the bet , Panicking needlessly, Elevator Fic (all of these with Clint and various other team members), Migraine (with Peter)
Give the kid an Oscar by @whumphoarder (Caretaker Peter & Pepper)
Pressure Point by ratherastory (Steve as caretaker)
I Can´t Exactly Hold Your Hair Back by SirSapling (Stony)
Mysery needs company by MusicalLuna (with the team)
Five Times Peter and Steve conspired to take care of Tony by sahiya (Chapter 2)
In Waking Moments by ghibli22 (with the team)
Mine are Lights and Sounds (with Peter and Happy) and Tenderness (with Pepper)
I’m adding some of my favorites! The Demons Within by Silver_Moon_Lit_Forest, kiiiind of Presenteeism by Veldeia (it’s got all the pain of migraine fics but it’s actually meningitis), Pain of a Different Kind by arianapeterson19, At Length, He Smiles by ambivalentlangst, Thank God for Natasha Romanov by roguewidow97, Awkward Fox-Trot by themthere_taterthings, and Moderate to Severe :D
This year we want to include you in our selection process. Therefore, we’re calling for your prompt submissions:
1-3 word prompts
Be as creative as you want, but try to stay as generic as you can.
You can submit as many prompts as you like.
Deadline is the 23rd of August.
We will then go through your submissions and, depending on the participation, will pick the ones we think are best and represent the widest range of whumpy ideas.
Please understand that we might not be able to include every single prompt, but since this is a community event, we welcome you to become part of it in more than one way.
Be creative!
- mod pan
*You can submit your prompts via the ask box or just reply to this post.*
In honor of going back to school for the fall, and because my world is still hella crazy, I’ve decided to do a sale! Yup, that’s right! If you have ever wanted to commission me, now’s the time because everything is half off. Which, isn’t a price you can beat!
If you were curious, here is a comprehensive list of things that any proceeds are going to:
1) my last textbook that I need to get.
2) birthday presents (for my best friend and myself, treat yo’self babes!)
3) savings because I got this crazy, naggy feeling that I should probably have more in my savings than … 0 dollars…
4) donated to my family because my mom got really sick when all of this began, and now my parent’s are struggling to stay afloat with three boys still at home and unable to work.
And not necessarily in that order.
I’ll go ahead and link my prices here, and my page here!
My turnaround rate is about a week for 1000 words (and possibly less depending on the service) and I am working less hours this semester to work on my classwork and hopefully my commissions! So if anyone is interested, or has any questions! Hit me up, I’m always up for answering! (Plus, I know this wasn’t a very good, hard sell of myself, so let my personality do some of the talking and hit me up!)
Hi! Yes! This is me! I can’t say much here that I haven’t already said there ^ but if you’re looking to make a poor college kids day and putting them (me) to work, hit me up. I would really like to earn a little extra income, and while my best friend is making stickers…I’m doing what I can/love.
Thanks guys, and feel free to share if you know someone who is looking for that perfect someone (still me, because I can be a perfect someone!)
Also, 5) I am going on a socially distanced date Sunday and would like to be able to buy her flowers because I think my gay ass is romantic. <3