#Nautical whump

[rebeccathornewrites]

Did you guys see the cover of my new book?? Comes out June 6th, 2023. Arcane x Bioshock, set on a Titanic-like submarine.

Enemies to lovers.

A soldier protecting a princess.

"I'd die for you."

"I'd kill for you."

Cait/Vi vibes.

A ship of passengers slowly turning violent.

WHUMP.

And... there's spice. >.>

Please go preorder my book I'm really nervous no one will like it. All my readers right now are of the cozy variety, but you guys are going to swoon over these lesbians, I promise.

EDIT: Summary below!

A soldier and a princess have to band together to survive when passengers on their ship begin massacring each other. Only problem is, the women are exes, and they hate each other.

[nothwell]

For a quick dose of hurt/comfort, please enjoy this excerpt from my gay Victorian romance, Hold Fast, wherein a whaling harpooner inherits a baronetcy and falls in love with the estate agent tasked with turning him from sailor to gentleman.

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Morgan took the opportunity to look over the wounded baronet. The sight of the sling and the swollen shoulder prompted a surge of pity in his heart. He tried to temper it with indignation, and nearly succeeded.

“Next time,” said Morgan, certain the sleeping Sir Evelyn couldn’t hear him, “you ride Privateer.”

It astonished him to hear a mumbled, “Aye-aye, cap’n,” in reply.

~

Hold Fast is a gay Victorian romance between a whaling harpooner who inherits a baronetcy, and the estate agent tasked with turning him from sailor to gentleman - available now wherever fine books are found!

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[inevitably-johnlocked]

hi, honey! do you have any boat/ship fics?

Hi Lovely!!

Here are the fics I have that take place on a Boat or a Ship of some kind! Literally just what I can remember in the moment, PLEASE add more if you guys have them! I've also added fics on my MFL list that have the tags :)

BOATS / SHIPS

Baetica Series by Jberry (E, 17,943 w. across 2 works || Post-S3, Fake Marriage For a Case, Cruise Ship, Homophobic Language, Developing Relationship) – John Watson and Sherlock Holmes must solve a case on a cruise ship. To get close to the crew and passengers, they must get married for the case on the Baetica. However, their relationship hits rocky seas both due to the case and internal conflicts.

The Kepler Problem by kinklock (E, 24,270 w., 1 Ch. || Sci-Fi AU || Alien Sherlock, Space Repairman John, Alien Biology, Horny John) – Working in uncharted space exploration was not as exciting as John had hoped, especially when it turned out to be mostly bot maintenance on uninhabited planets. However, the mystery of the repeated, unexplained malfunctions on planet BAK 2212 might turn out to be exactly the kind of adventure he'd been craving.

SpaceBois go to Space Series by elldotsee (E, 62,028+ w. across 3 works || Series WiP || Astronaut / Space AU || Scientist Sherlock, Biomedical Engineer John, Sherlock is William, Astronauts, Close Quarters, Shy Sherlock, Space Travel, Mutual Pining, Chemistry, Developing Relationship, Minor Injuries, Suicidal Ideation, Whump, Flirting, Angst with Happy Ending, Mars Colonization, Hurt/Comfort, Domestic Fluff, Zero-Gravity Sex, Alternating POV, UST/URT) – Will Holmes is a chemical researcher recognized widely for his contributions to the new Mars exploration program. Thanks to his ground-breaking developments, the IMMC (International Mars Mission Corporation) is one step closer to Martian colonization. Will and his team of scientists are headed out on the first of three manned missions before the first group of settlers arrive. Three days before launch, one of the crew has to be replaced. Will panics because...new people. The replacement is of course one John Watson, biomedical engineer and space hottie who was pretty sure he had retired from actual space exploration and was now content to work in the nice, quiet research lab. Can the crew survive this TOTALLY ROUTINE trip? Will they be able to endure each other for the looooooong trip in close quarters?

A Further Sea by i_ship_an_armada & ShinySherlock (E, 125,492 w., 23 Ch. || Historical Pirates AU || Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Doctor John / Pirate Captain Sherlock, Sailing, UST / RST, Masturbation, Action / Adventure, Mild Angst & Peril, Romance, Shaving, Molly/Janine, Bottomlock, Hand / Blow Jobs, Past Drug Use, Slow Burn, Mild Violence, Facial Shaving, Happy Ending) – Here be a tale of adventure for both body and soul, but beware if ye be not of stout heart, for this be piratelock, ya savvy? Luckless ship's surgeon John Watson takes a chance, and finds himself eye to eye with The Ghost, the scourge of the seven seas and a definite thorn in the side of the blaggard, James Moriarty. But when John finds there's more to this most cunning pirate than be meetin' the eye, he has to choose... is it a pirate's life for him?

MARKED FOR LATER

My, She Was Yar by blueink3 (M, 5,313 w. || Teenlock Cinema AU || Mention of Sex for Drugs, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending) – YAR: adjective; (nautical term, of a sailboat) agile, quick, easily manoeuvred. Or, the exact opposite of what Sherlock Holmes is when he stumbles into John Watson's cinema and turns his life upside down. Part 7 of the Tumblr Prompts series

Below Zero by Calais_Reno (M, 10,912 w., 2 Ch. || End of the World AU || Falling in Love, Antartica, Space Station, Pandemic, Heavy Angst, Loneliness, Love, Hopeful Ending) – 10,000 miles south of London, John Watson sits in a research station in Antarctica. 210 miles above London, Sherlock Holmes is floating in a space station. They are Earth’s only survivors.

Rigging screws, size 1 3/8 inch, galvanised by AJHall (T, 15,250 w., 6 Ch. || Case Fic, Boat Safety) – On the eve of a planned voyage to Brittany, Marjorie Jameson starts her day with no problems more pressing than forcing a boatyard to do an emergency repair to the family yacht. A chance encounter at the Cowes hi-speed ferry terminal begins to unravel a web of conspiracy and murder, with her charming, untrustworthy husband Julian right at the centre and Marjorie as the next intended victim. But no-one's going to trust the word of an aging housewife whose complaints of abuse the police have previously dismissed as delusions.

The One Where Sherlock Doesn’t Ruin John’s Holiday by nutmeag83 (T, 18,898 w., 11 Ch. || Pre-TRF / S2 Timeline, Friends to Lovers, Cruise Ships, Vacation / Holidays, Fake Relationship, For Science, Bed Sharing, Cuddling/Snuggling, Mutual Pining, John POV, Minor Case Fic, Cooking, Dancing, Drunk Shenanigans) – John wins a cruise vacation for two and brings Sherlock along. But when it turns out to be a couples cruise, they have to pretend to be a couple themselves (for science). How many pretend kisses will it take before they can’t deny their feelings any longer?

To Belong Series by DrFish (T, 19,400+ w. across 4 works || Series WiP || Victorian / Mythical AU || OctoJohn, Scientist Sherlock, Attempted Kidnapping, BAMF John, Protective / Possessive John, Developing Relationship, Being Lost, Size Difference, Capital Punishment, Happy Ending) – William Sherlock Scott Holmes failed to graduate the University of Cambridge class of 1877. Adrift in London, he accepts a post as assistant naturalist on a scientific expedition to the Western Pacific Ocean aboard Her Majesty's Sailing Ship Frontier. Events do not proceed quite as planned and Sherlock finds himself cruelly cast away by his shipmates. Perhaps he will find salvation in the company of a most unlikely sea creature.

If I had a boat I would sail to you by Sunnyrea (E, 20,576 w., 1 Ch. || Titanic Fusion) – John is completely different and special from anyone Sherlock would normally come in contact with - no talk of money and hidden family secrets, no surface, superfluous conversations and blatant lies. John was the most honest person in less than five minutes Sherlock has ever met. He wants to know everything else there is to know about John Watson.

A Piece of Eight Series by by KtwoNtwo (T, 30,562+ w. across 5 works || Series WiP || One Piece Space AU || Character Study, Space Pirates) – Mankind has spread out through the galaxy on ships with solar sails and jump drives. Here be tales about a particular sector of the galaxy where the Commonwealth of New Britannia is adjacent to a gravitational anomaly commonly referred to as the Red Line. Avast all ye spacers, batten down the hatches and prepare for interesting weather; its a space AU crossover between One Piece and Sherlock.

Riptide Lover by jinglebell (E, 114,090 w., 20 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE|| Merfolk & Victorian AU || Mermaid Sherlock, Human John, BAMF John/Sherlock, Possessive Sherlock, Oral Sex, Hand Jobs, Mild Gore, Dubious Interspecies Consent, Stockholm Syndrome, Dark Romance, Dubcon and Morality, Rough Sex, Abstract Mentions of Rape, Size Queen, Switchlock, Foot Fetish) – The year is 1866. When John becomes swept overboard, he never expects to encounter a living creature of myth. When the merman absconds with John, the lost sailor must use every tool at his disposal to convince Sherlock not to kill him. But it seems that killing John Watson is not what the deadly, beautiful creature has in mind at all...

Over Fathoms Deep by bittergreens (E, 486,840+ w., 61/? Ch. || WiP || Historical / Regency / Sailing AU || Sailor!John / Aristocrat!Sherlock, Pining Sherlock, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Virgin Sherlock, Sailing, Bottomlock, UST / RST, Hand/Blow Jobs, Frottage, Masturbation, Happy Ending, Anal) – When the youngest son of the aristocratic Holmes family is shipped off to sea in an attempt to cure him of his poor temper and bad manners, he fully expects to spend a long tedious voyage as miserable as ever. What he does not count on is having his heart stolen by the strapping young crewman, John Watson.

[hurt-and-comfort-me-please]

Nautical Whump

Ocean themed whump in honor of me accidentally flipping a sailboat the other day and getting dumped into the ocean.

-Good ol' fashioned Keelhauling, in which a whumpee is bound and dragged across the underside of a ship (likely covered in barnacles and other debris!)

-Whumpee falling overboard and needing to be rescued

-Water is GREAT at sapping heat from a body, even just a half hour in cold water can result in hypothermia! Even faster in colder water!

-Whumpee being tied to the bow of a ship like one of those mermaid statues

-Whumpee being pulled out of the water, sputtering and coughing

-Mermaid whumpee being pulled from the ocean and put on display

-Whumpee being dragged under by sea monsters, or lured in by sirens

-Walking the plank, looking down into the water, into certain death

-Oppressive captains running their crews ragged

-Ships being trapped out in the middle of storms, unable to do much but pray they won't sink

-Ships running out of food, slowly resorting to mutiny over the lack of resources

-Seasickness, Whumpees who are constantly nauseous and sick

-Drowning, suffocating on water as they sink further and further below the surface

-Horrible sunburns that come with being on a ship's deck for hours a day

-Drifting on a lifeboat, hoping and praying that someone will come for them

-Small sailboats tend to capsize, whumpees having to struggle to get their boat right side up (especially if it's rough water!)

The ocean is unforgiving. The water is more likely to be the Whumper than another person is, the Sea is to be respected and feared above all else.

[bagginshieldweek24]

Bagginshield Week is fast approaching!

We’re less than a week away from the beginning of Bagginshield Week 2023, keep reading to find out everything you may need to know and remember!

All kinds of platonic, romantic and sexual relationships between Bilbo Baggins and Thorin Oakenshield are welcomed, included open relationships, so long as they are the focus. Likewise, all canons and headcanons are accepted!

All mediums are allowed, included mixed media, and there is no official minimum that your work must fill! Also, all ratings and warnings and such are accepted, so long as you tag accordingly!

Two prompts are given for each day of the event as well as two alternate prompt lists, and you can use as many of them, combine any of them as you wish, I only ask that you mention which ones you’re using in any specific work. You can also make as many works as you want/can.

You can post in any platform, but as the event mod, I will only be able to work with Tumblr and Archive of Our Own: for Tumblr you can make a post containing your work or a link to it, and you have to tag your posts #thilboweek23 so that I can find them more easily; for AO3, you can find the collection here https://archiveofourown.org/collections/bagginshield_week_23

You can post your works from June 4th to June 12th (the official event dates are June 4th to June 10th, plus two extra days).

The prompts are: Fairytale AU and Domestic for Day 1; Bilbo in Erebor and Piercings & Tattoos for Day 2; Pride & Prejudice AU and Blade/Sword for Day 3; Nautical/Pirate AU and The Moon/The Sun for Day 4; Ghibli AU and Hobbit Culture for Day 5; Erebor Never Fell and Flowers/Flower Language for Day 6; Everybody Live/Nobody Dies and Haunted House/Castle/Palace for Day 7.

The prompts for the Whump Alternate List are: Believed to be Dead; Nightmares/Hallucinations; Silence; Left Behind; Hidden Injury.

The prompts for the Regular Alternate List are: Courtship; Secret Relationship; Thorin is an Errant Smith; Meeting the Family; Enchantments/Spells.

If you need more specific information look here: https://www.tumblr.com/bagginshieldweek23/710619673617629184/bagginshield-week-2023-guideline-dates-prompts?source=share

Now, as for posting in Archive of Our Own, a word or two:

If you already have works ready and want to leave them to cool in drafts, ready to be posted on the day, for the moment, a friendly reminder to reset the date of it once said day comes! Otherwise it will be posted considering the date in which it was uploaded and will appear along with those stories, and might lose momentum, sort of speak. You can readjust the date of publication in the Associations section when you’re uploading/editing your work:

On the other hand, with the rise of AIs and, more importantly, with the “threat”, for lack of a better word, of your work being used by third parties through them, AO3 has given the general advice to private works, that is to make them accessible only to other signed users. If you wish to do so I have no issue, and you can set it up in the Privacy section in the uploading/editing page:

For those posting in other platforms, I can only ask you to tag accordingly, and to either make a promo post on Tumblr, or send me any links you wish to share through asks, and if you don’t use Tumblr but an acquaintance of yours does, they can send it in instead. As you may see if you’ve read the previous event post, I didn’t set up an email address nor a Discord server; I have my reasons for that, but hopefully this should be solve by the next event.

Other than that, I can only say that I cannot wait to see what any of you make, and to wish you best of lucks, Company!

[orangepanic]

New Fic: The Draw of the Ocean

Happy birthday to me! This year's annual completely self-indulgent fic I wrote for myself because it's my day and I can do what I want features a young Iroh II on his first paid sea voyage. Is it with the United Forces? Nope, it sure isn't. Too bad our boy didn't think through exactly how much NWT sailors probably still hate the Fire Nation before he signed on with a bunch of pirates. Sorry, "privateers."

Anyway I realize the venn diagram between people interested in this fic and me is a circle but they say write for yourself, right? And on the off-chance I'm wrong, have some good-natured blorbo whump with a side of seafaring espionage. I wrote it with love.

Title: The Draw of the Ocean Relationships: Minor Iroh II/OC Summary: After failing the qualifications for the elite NWT nautical training program he spent years begging his family to join, a teenage Iroh II signs on to the only ship in Agna Qel'a that will take a skinny Fire Nation kid with no experience whatsoever. It's better than going home. Or so he thinks at the time. Rating: M for bad things that happen to people on boats

[whumping-valentine]

@augusnippets Day 3: Thunderstorm ⛈

Content: Reference to abusive relationship, murder (slit throat), broken bones, storm at sea, pirate whump 🏴‍☠️

Characters used: Estelle (vampire) ⚓

I really like this one 🌊

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     Estelle couldn’t be here anymore, not after what had happened. She cradled her mangled, broken hand in the other, the pain not yet hitting from the shock. She sat on the floorboards of the ship overnight, unmoving as she braced the cold, a plan forming in her head.

     The drunk bastard who broke her hand had finally blacked out with the half-empty bottle still clutched in his own. Estelle had waited many agonizing hours for it to happen, and the adrenaline wearing off. Pain shot throughout her whole right arm, absolutely agonizing. Though this was her shot to leave, she finally did what she should've done ages ago.

     She breathed heavily, heaving through her mouth as she braced the pain and anxiety of what she was about to do. She was out at sea, only him, her, and the ocean for miles around. A dark sky loomed overhead, thunder going off for at least an hour now as day approached, though one couldn't tell through the thick storm clouds. She clutched a knife from the kitchen in her shaking left hand.

     She painstakingly used her left hand and right arm to haul the body up over the side of the ship, letting his dead weight fall into the sea. She stared overboard down at the waves beneath as the rain drops slowly began to fall. It was over.

     She pushed the knob to his sleeping quarters down with her elbow, the room illuminated by a single nautical lantern. She approached the sleeping, snoring man, laying on his back. The alcohol he held was now poured onto the floor as it slipped from his hands. Estelle nervously brought the knife to his throat, closing her eyes and wincing as she forced herself slice it.

She immediately dropped the knife to the creaking floor with a clank. Her eyes were still squeezed shut, her heart racing, nearly hyperventilating. She finally opened her eyes and stared at the blood that poured from his throat, in shock over her own actions. Once she overcame it, she dragged the lifeless body by the collar of his shirt, slowly and hard as she pulled with one arm.

     She caught her breath as her hair blew in the wind, the scarce raindrops falling down upon her. It slowly got more and more heavy until, before she knew it, it was a complete downpour. The ship was rocked upward, forcing her to stumble away from the edge.

     The ship's wheel spinned out of control as the waves rocked the boat to the side. Estelle tripped over her feet, landing roughly on her broken hand. It was the worst pain she had ever felt, making a sound that was purely animalistic. She lay petrified from the pain, silent tears leaking down her face. As the ship continued to rock, she forced herself to work against her suffering. She did not just kill a man only to give up.

     Gritting her teeth she pushed herself to her feet, stumbling against the fast movements of the ship. She quickly balanced her way to the wheel, falling towards it. She gripped it tightly with her left hand, her right arm thrown over top of it. She took as much control of the ship as she could, bracing the storm to safety.

When the seas finally calmed, she could land up ahead.

     She docked the ship, stuffed some coins into her pocket, and quickly ran into the dark, grey city, praying the local hospital would be nice…

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For the record, the hospital was not nice. She was a wet, dirty vampire pirate and the doctors didn't want to deal with the surgeries it would take to repair her hand. They told her it needed to be amputated (when it didn't) so they just had to do one surgery and send her away. It's okay though because now she has a sweet hook hand!

I also wrote this while sitting out in a thunderstorm so the vibes were 👌

[fanfic-writing-resources]

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[oddly-specific-whump-prompts]

#7

A whumper who lives on a private seastead, in the middle of the high seas, not another soul for miles.

Except, of course, for the whumpee they like to keep around. From the surface, it looks like the seastead is tethered to a buoy- but underneath, a mer stares wistfully through cage bars, longing to swim deeper into the abyss, and dreading the next time they’re hauled out of the water.

[tendertenebrosity]

Part 8 of the Hostage series. When last we saw Rill and Jak, they were in the ocean. Masterpost is here.  Tagging: @redwingedwhump, @whump-cravings, @burtlederp, @quirkykayleetam, @annablogsposts, @redstainedsocks

Jak leaned against the stern rail of the Glorious, enjoying the feeling of the night wind on his face. The wake of the ship glittered in the starlight behind them, the Imperial ship long since out of view. Kazmin leaned beside him.

"You have no idea how glad I was to hear you all boarding, Kaz," he said, for what was probably the fourth or fifth time. "Seriously. I thought I was done for."

"We nearly didn't go for the ship, you know," Kaz said, shaking her head. "Cap was pretty surprised to find it there. Normally the Imperial ships heading North know better than to go through the strait... They're not fast enough to get away from us."

Jak shrugged. "I thought it was weird, too. Maybe they were in a hurry," he said.

"Anything particularly special on board?"

"Not really," Kazmin said. "Hard coin, but not a crazy amount. Some grain liquor that looks decent. A few nice maps."

"Huh. Weird."

They stood in companionable silence for a while. Jak raked a hand through his damp hair; the clean salt air seemed to be washing the smell of captivity away already.

"You're going to have a fun time talking to Tallow," Kazmin said.

Jak turned around, and followed her gaze to where a bundle of blankets had been tucked between two crates. He and Rill had been offered an out of the way corner and blankets up on deck; Glorious' hold was stuffed full of cargo and nobody had expected two extra people. Jak couldn't really say he objected anyway; he might prefer to be up on deck for a while.

"He's pretty harmless," Jak said. "Rill, I mean. He's a good guy."

Kazmin rubbed a knuckle into the crease between her eyes, scrunching her face up. "Sure, whatever," she said. "It's not me you have to convince. He's going to be pretty damn glad to have you back, but I wouldn't count on that softening him up too much."

"It will work out," Jak said confidently.

"Mm. Good luck." Kazmin pushed off from the railing and gave Jak a lazy mock-salute. "Still an hour or so before dawn; I'm going to get some shut-eye. You might want to do the same."

Jak waved her off and stood for a little while longer, enjoying the solitude and the open air, the rush of the waves and the quiet murmuring from the rest of the ship. Eventually the goosebumps on his arms started to get a bit much, so he stretched - up on his tiptoes and hands above his head until his back popped and settled - and went to find his blanket.

Jak sprawled out to his full length, hands propped behind his head, looking up at Glorious' rigging.

He heard the blanket shift as Rill rolled over beside him. Nobody had bothered to tie the mainlanders hands - he had been pretty wrecked once they'd come aboard anyway. Jak guessed that Kazmin had been right; mainlanders really couldn't swim. Strange to think.

"Awake?" Jak mumbled.

Rill said the word that meant 'yes' in Continental. Then he lifted a hand up. Jak watched as he splayed his fingers out against the night sky. His eyes, when Jak propped up on one elbow to look at him, were open and shining.

"Look," he said, his voice rough but soft with wonder. "Stars."

Jak craned his neck up again. "Yup. Sure are."

"Never - never thought - I'd see those again." He dropped his hand back down, and tucked it under the blanket. "Thank you, Jak."

Jak grinned. "Yeah, me either," he agreed. "How fucking lucky are we, right?" He flopped back down onto his back. "Look," he said. "You helped get me out of there, too, I'm not going to forget that. Things might get... tense, once we get home to Haven. But you're no friend to the Empire, right?"

"Definitely not," Rill rasped.

"So I don't see why it'll be a problem."

"Mmm."

Jak closed his eyes. He'd thought he'd had quite enough of sleep in the last few weeks, but it had been an eventful night, so probably a catnap was a good idea.

The gentle rocking of Glorious had him asleep in minutes.

In the morning, somebody good-naturedly prodded Jak awake with the toe of their boot. Some young kid with a half-hearted beard. Kaz's brother-in-law, he was pretty sure.

"Hey, miracle man," he said, silhouetted in the bright sun, the sky impossibly blue and beautiful behind him. "Going to sleep all morning? You've still got to get up and earn your keep."

"Look, when you break out of prison, I'm going to kick you awake the next day," Jak said, sitting up. "What keep do I even have? You haven't fed me yet."

The kid tossed the things he was carrying onto the blanket; a length of cured sausage and some bread. But good Islander flatbread, this time, not the sawdust the Imperials had tried to pass off as bread. Jak fell on it enthusiastically enough to make the kid laugh as he walked away.

"Morning," he said cheefully, to the curled up knot of Rill beside him. "Breakfast."

Rill didn't stir. Jak put his portion aside.

But by the time Jak had ravenously scarfed down his own share, Rill still hadn't moved.

"Hey, Rill," he said, gently tapping the blanket-covered shoulder beside him.

Belatedly, he remembered how stiff and slow Rill always was. "You know, you can probably stay here out of the way today, I don't think anyone's expecting you to be up in the rigging or nothing. But you should definitely eat."

Rill made a bleary half-awake noise - and then coughed, raspy and hoarse. He stirred underneath the blanket, and half-turned over.  

"It's actual real food this time," Jak added.

Rill still didn't say anything. He coughed again, a horrible noise with a retch in the back of it, and whimpered.

Jak's good mood - which he had thought unassailable - faltered.

"Rill?"

Jak leaned over and pulled back the fold of blanket. Rill blinked up at Jak without much recognition, seeming only partially awake. His bruises were as livid and obvious as ever, but overlaying that the skin of his cheeks was a flushed, hectic red.

"Shit," Jak said. His heart sank.

"Huh," Kazmin said from behind him. She put her hands on her hips; a length of rope hung from her belt at one of them. "You know, I was coming here because the Cap wants your Continental friend secured for the trip to Haven. But from the look of that, maybe the problem of what to do with him will sort itself out before we even get to Haven."

Jak scowled at her, drawing himself up. "He's not a problem," he growled. "He saved me from getting a crossbow in the back. And now he’s sick - "

"All right, all right, I'm joking," Kazmin said, raising her hands appeasingly.

Rill whimpered, and made an attempt to turn his face away from the light. He said something piteous and pleading in his own language, one pale scabbed-up hand plucking feebly at the blanket.

"I shouldn't have made him sleep out here..."

"Jak, this isn't your fault. He already looked dead on his feet yesterday," Kazmin said. Her face softened. "Come on. I'll help you get him down below, and we'll see."

[tenmillionwhumperflies]

For Greedfall fanfic purposes, I now need to think of ways to whump someone ⚓✨Nautical style✨⚓I'm talking the big wooden ships, being tied to the mast, flogged, all the good stuff because I need to make my characters suffer because I love them. I have a small list in my head but I was wondering if anyone had some other thoughts? 🤷

I came up with:

Flogging

Tied to the mast

Tied to the figurehead

Scrubbing the deck with a cloth etc so it causes sores after a while

Weather exposure

Falling from something

Bullet/blade wounds

[nywcgirl]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: MacGyver (TV 2016) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Angus MacGyver (MacGyver TV 2016), Jack Dalton (MacGyver TV 2016), Riley Davis Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Death Sentence, Hanging, ww-no.23, water whump 2020 Series: Part 23 of May whump 2020 Summary:

Sometimes Mac can’t break them out of their cell and they need to rely on somebody else to get them out of the mess.

[thoughtsonhurtandcomfort]

Fountain of Youth

Synopsis: Emmeline is discovered and held captive by a female pirate captain and her crew. The Captain and many others are searching for a source of eternal youth and health spread through stories. So when she finds someone who doesn’t die or age she believes she’s found the secret - and will do anything to get it.

Author's Notes: This is the first part of what I hope will be a little series, but if it's standalone that's alright too. :) Either way I'm super proud of it and I hope you like it!

The ‘fountain of youth’ and pirate elements aren’t intended to reflect or represent any specific person/place/lore/time period, it's all just vaguely inspired by things like that. AKA I don’t want to do research. I'm just gonna wing it.

Content Warnings: Lady whump, female whumpee, female whumper, piracy of the nautical variety, pirate whumper, multiple whumpers, immortal whumpee, temporary character death, magical healing, shipwreck, dehydration, exhaustion, sunburn, animal attack/bites, manhandling, rough handling, kicking, beating, bruises, punching, face whump, broken bones, detailed descriptions of injury, whumper's POV sort of.

Emmeline Tag List: @deluxewhump -  @whumpinggrounds - @yet-another-heathen - @its-mysweetlittlesecret-blog  - @killtheprotagonist  - @kixngiggles   - @averyskellybro  - @whumpingmydarlings - @starnight-whump - @thecloudattack - (tag list hasn't been kept up, please let me know if you'd like to be added/removed)

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Two of Captain Mara ‘Marauder’ Bellamy’s crew members drag the limp body ashore by the arms, while three others pull their lifeboat up out of the water and anchor it. Their captain strides ahead of them into a large cavern.

“There,” she orders, pointing to the center of the flat, rocky space. As instructed, the men throw the young woman to the ground. She skids a little, further tearing her shredded dress. With a gargling groan, she rolls onto her back and begins to convulse and heave up water.

The small group circles her, watching in awe and terror as the body that they had most certainly found dead, clinging to a piece of driftwood floating amongst the shipwreck they were scavenging. Thirst, exhaustion, and the unbearable heat of the sun beating down on her bare back took her quickly, and soon after a school of nearby fish had taken bites of her legs and feet and the skirt of her dress hanging heavy beneath the water.

And then as if her spirit had re-entered her body all at once, the corpse gasped to life and nearly scared them all to death.

Mara doesn’t leave survivors. That’s her reasoning as she instructs her crew to haul the body aboard. It’s hot, and perhaps she only imagined a scrape on the woman’s cheek begin to fade away…

But now as they all stand around, they exchange glances until Mara is frustrated enough to speak.

“You’re all seeing this too, right?”

They all nod in simultaneous confirmation. Because they all saw the bites and cuts littering the body heal away like they were never there. And then, when writhing against the grit of sand atop stone grates at her sunburned back, she turns onto her stomach and heaves some more. They watch the charred and bloody skin of her back mend, too, leaving the woman soaked and gasping but whole.

The Captain sees the rarest of treasures. The light at the end of a long journey to find something she wasn’t even sure existed. But…

“We have to be sure.” She motions to their captive. “Hurt her.”

Within seconds, grunts and whines echo from the high, curved cavern walls. The two crew members choose a place along Emmeline’s hip and thigh, where the dress has torn enough to reveal freshly healed skin. They take turns kicking the spot in quick and brutal rhythms, beating a livid purple bruise onto the flesh. When Mara whistles sharply, they stop and draw back.

The woman keens, body twisting to protect her injured side from the hard ground. She reaches a hand down as though to shield it, only to let out another agonized sound at the slightest press of her own fingers to the abused skin. Now, her sobs echo.

Gradually but unmistakably, the bruising reverses before their eyes, lightening and easing as its victim cries and hovers a hand over hot skin.

Before they know it, it’s gone entirely.

The crew begins to chatter excitedly; they’re immediately silenced by Captain Mara raising her hand. They take the cue to step back and keep their voices to a whisper.

Mara steps forward and kneels before the woman. She digs her fingers tight around the roots of her stringy, damp hair and yanks her head up to get a proper look at her.

The face that stares back at her is impossibly youthful - silken skin, full lips and flushed cheeks where not long ago they were parched, sunken and colorless. A face and a body unmarred by wounds or even death itself. Her deep, shining eyes hold the weight of sadness of a lifetime lived, yet someone still just naive enough to plead.

“I need to see it up close,” she murmurs. Her grip tightening, she lifts the woman higher and slams her fist into her face so hard a snap! rings out at her cheekbone breaking. It’s a thrill to see that perfect face scrunch in agony. When Mara pulls her hand away the spot is crumpled and blood blooms beneath the skin.

The woman’s trembling lips rasp a word she can hardly make out in a language she doesn’t know.

It is unmistakably a plea for mercy. It goes unnoticed.

Mara’s fist is already drawing back and she knocks any further words from her, pummeling one side of her face with enthusiastic brutality. Her crew looks on without flinching.

When the blows cease and the ageless woman is half-conscious and dangling limp in the Captain’s grasp, Mara yanks her head to one side and leans in to get a closer look. From this angle the crew can’t see, but they don’t need to. Her decision is the only one that matters.

Heavy tears spill from a swollen-shut eye down a path across the bruised and mangled cheek and jaw, mingling with blood that in turn trickles from her split lip down her chin and neck. She’s trying to breathe but choking on her own blood, shuddering so hard in her grip that Mara’s arm shakes.

Just as before, the damage mends from the inside out, the worst of the swelling easing down, followed by the deepest bruises, the cut on her lip…

Before the bruises can disappear entirely, Mara grips the woman’s face tightly with her other hand, pressing in until they darken once more. She whines and tries to speak again, but Mara squeezes tighter until she’s silent.

“We all believed the stories meant a hidden waterfall or spring, some natural fountain.” She says just loud enough for her crew to hear. “But the line never mentions water. The story goes, “find the source overflowing with health and youth; take from it and you will gain its gift.”

She can feel herself grinning. She releases the woman’s face and watches the remaining damage dissipate. Then she stands and shoves her back to the ground.

“‘Take from it’,” she repeats with delight. Standing over the crumpled form, Mara can see the teary glimmer of eyes through disheveled hair before they flutter shut.

“Nothing we do better than take.”

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[bagginshieldweek24]

Bagginshield Week 2023 - Guideline, Dates, Prompts

Welcome all to Bagginshield Week 2023, an event meant to inspire creations surrounding the relationship between Bilbo Baggins and Thorin Oakeshield! Keep reading below the cut to find out how to participate, when will it take place, and what are the prompts!

What is considered as Bagginshield for the purposes of the event? Any kind of relationship between Bilbo Baggins and Thorin Oakenshield, whether that be platonic, romantic or sexual, so long as said relationship or the interactions between these characters are the main focus of the work you create.

Is there one specific incarnation of the characters/story that we must abide by? Not at all, you can write them following the lines of the book, the animated film, or the live action trilogy, and even add your own flavor to them. As for the story, you may observe either canon, or make it as canon divergent or alternate universe as you wish (prompt notwithstanding).

Are other pairings featuring Bilbo or Thorin welcome? Yes. So long as Bilbo and Thorin remain the focus of the work, you may include any other background pairings, other relationships (of any nature) that feature Bilbo or Thorin, and polycules/open relationships. I find it perfectly understandable and more than acceptable if you wish, for example, to develop a platonic relationship between these two characters, while also hinting at either of them having a romantic relationship with someone else. Different strokes for different folks.

What mediums are allowed? Are there any minimum requisites for completion or participation? Officially speaking, all mediums are allowed and there aren’t any requisites , since the purpose is to simply inspire more creations of this pair, but the following minimums are encouraged -

Art: 1 sketch.

Fiction: 250 words.

Commentary: 250 words.

Podfic: 5 minutes.

Edits/manips: 2 pictures.

Gifset: 2 gifs.

Moodboard: 4 pictures.

Playlist: 5 songs.

Any other mediums you can think of are more than welcome! If what you wish to create in (animation, cosplay, embroidery, essay, poetry, video edit, you name it) isn’t mentioned above, is simply because I couldn’t even begin to conceptualize what could be considered a minimum for it or wasn’t entirely sure if what I had in mind would work out. You’re more than welcome to drop any comments on other mediums in the ask box, and to participate just as freely as anyone else! Again, these minimums are suggestions, after all!

Event Specifics

Date: June 4th - 10th. 2023.

Two extra days (June 11th and 12th) will be available to post/finish creations.

There are two prompts to chose from or combine per day.

There are two alternate prompt sets (regular and whump), with five prompts each, which you can exchange or combine with any daily prompt.

For those posting in Tumblr, you must use the tag #thilboweek23 to have your post reblogged. For those posting in AO3, a Collection will be set at the beginning of the event. For those who may post somewhere else or would prefer remaining anonymous on Tumblr, you may: make a short Tumblr post to promote, request me to share your work through the Discord server (that is still being set up) or an ask through Tumblr, or send me an email with the link to your work through an account I will share later (I’m afraid I don’t have Twitter or Instagram accounts, sorry).

Prompts

June 4th: Fairytale AU | Domestic June 5th: Bilbo in Erebor | Piercings & Tattoos June 6th: Pride & Prejudice AU | Blade/Sword June 7th: Nautical/Pirate AU | The Moon/The Sun June 8th: Ghibli AU | Hobbit Culture June 9th: Erebor Never Fell | Flowers/Flower Language June 10th: Everybody Lives/Nobody Dies | Haunted House/Castle/Palace

Regular Alternate Prompts: Courtship | Secret Relationship | Thorin is an Errant Smith | Meeting the Family | Enchantments/Spells

Whump Alternate Prompts: Believed to be Dead | Nightmares/Hallucinations | Silence | Left Behind | Hidden Injury

[amonthofwhump]

A Month of Whump - May 2020 Challenge

May’s month of whump is water/mer-themed! Bring on your mer characters, your mer or pirate/sailor aus, and all your watery whumpy imaginings!

This month’s challenge tag is #WaterWhump2020. The individual prompt tags will be #ww-no.1, #ww-no.2, etc.

Anchor

Harpoon

Caught in a Net

Low Tide

Put in a Tank

Tied to the Mast

Freshwater vs. Saltwater

Caught in a Storm

Underwater Predators

Shipwreck

Stowaway

Collared or Chained

Fishhooks

Tied to a Figurehead

Escape Attempt

Marooned

Siren

Forced to Hunt/Sing/Perform

Pirates/Sailors

Needing to to Swim/Can't Swim

Fascination Gone Wrong

Hunted for Sport

Nautical Justice

Kept as a Trophy

Trapped in Shallow Water

Side-Effects of Food/Medicine

Treasure Hunt Gone Wrong

Dehydration/Sunburn

Waterboarding/Airboarding

Pressganged

A Day Without Pain

See the FAQ Page , then hit up our ask box if you still have questions. We can’t wait to see what you create!

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by Skald

It was in the silence his ghosts were always their loudest, their most dangerous; in stillness their most unavoidable.

So Jaskier the bard sang his songs and filled the spaces. He hummed shanties long into the night, his fingers chasing up and down the strings of his lute like he had once chased his brothers and sisters up and down the rigging of their ships.

Now he'd finally found a mentor who could teach him the final lessons he needed to become a full Witcher. So what if he seems strangely overprotective? They are the last of their schools, and Geralt allows Jaskier to walk his Path alongside him. Wolf and Crane, alone together.

Too bad Geralt didn't realize what this strange human-seeming bard was actually asking of him.

Words: 3396, Chapters: 1/17, Language: English

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, The Witcher (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Witcher Jaskier | Dandelion, BAMF Jaskier | Dandelion, Alternate Universe, Feral Jaskier | Dandelion, Jaskier | Dandelion Has a Past, Jaskier | Dandelion Whump, Jaskier | Dandelion's Family - Freeform, Grief/Mourning, Identity Reveal, Idiots in Love, Non-Human Jaskier | Dandelion, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Competent Jaskier | Dandelion, Miscommunication, Mutual Pining, Pining, Adventure, Angst, Angst and Feels, Slow Burn, 22 Years of Slow Burn, Whump, Emotionally Constipated Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Missing Scene, swashbuckling, Sea Monsters, Sea Shanties, Crane Witchers are Nautical fight me, Betaed