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#my first wlw sickfic
sickficideas · 1 year
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guilty || higuchi/gin sickfic
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"Gin."
Her name, followed by a cough.
She turns, and sure enough, her brother is standing not far from the room she was about to enter, looking like he's on his way out.
"Can you do something for me?" he asks, eyes expectant. She raises a brow. He doesn't often ask her for favors, and especially not at work. "Convince Higuchi to go to the infirmary. Do not let her weasel out of it by saying anything about coming to the meeting with me."
Now, this surprises Gin. She recalls being in this exact situation before but with their roles swapped, and that's happened at least a handful of times. Her brother's health falters often, but Higuchi's doesn't. It's probably more likely that she's injured, but she can't be sure based on her brother's request alone.
Ryuunosuke seems to take her silence as acceptance of the task, and he gives her one last look or confirmation before he walks off. Gin wouldn't have objected to it, but she's slightly concerned about the fact that this means Higuchi likely didn't listen to Ryuunosuke's suggestion. And she always listens to him.
She sneaks inside, not expecting to see Higuchi in the main room. There's an office that she's usually in at the very back, blocked off by another door, likely doing her reports.
So, Gin is quick to peer inside.
"Miss Higuchi?" she whispers. She doesn't want to scare her, but she probably will anyway.
"You scared me," Higuchi gasps, a hand flying up to her chest as if it's to stop her heart from squeezing through her ribcage. She turns around to look at Gin.
Oh no, she looks terrible.
They hold eye contact for a bit longer than normal as Gin tries to take mental notes of what she sees. Higuchi's horribly flushed, particularly her cheeks. Her hair is in complete disarray. It's down, Gin's never seen it down before. Part of her bangs almost seem plastered to her forehead from the sweat that's starting to bead up at her hairline. She's really pale, too, which is making her dark circles a lot easier to see than normal, especially in this dim lights.
"Gin, do you…do you need something?" Higuchi stammers nervously. It's only at this point that Gin realizes she's staring.
"Ma'am, you don't look well," Gin says meekly as she steps further into the room. Surely, she's aware of that. She must not feel well either if she's looking like this on the outside.
Higuchi sheepishly drops her eye contact, and turns her head back to her desk. She must realize she doesn't look well outwardly, either. "I'm…I'm okay. I think, maybe…it was hot today, we were in the sun for a long time…"
Gin would have normally taken that as an excuse, but Ryuunosuke is far worse off in those types of situations, and even he looked completely fine to her just now.
In that case, Gin decides to figure out for herself if she's just hot or she has a fever. She can tell the difference between being overheated and having a fever, she regularly has to check her brother for the same thing. She takes a step to stand beside her chair and tucks a hand under her chin to turn her head just a bit. She lays a gentle hand against her cheek, and it's the kind of warmth she would expect from a fever.
Higuchi's eyes are very, very wide. Gin realizes a little too late that Higuchi probably isn't used to this. Since she has to do this with her brother all the time, and he never reacts, just quietly accepts. This probably isn't a normal thing to do for a person's superior.
"I'm - please forgive me," Gin says, slipping her hand back behind her back and bowing her head as she steps back. She feels her own face start to get red.
Higuchi lays a hand over the spot where Gin's was, just a second ago. Her eyes are still wide. Her cheeks suddenly look much more flushed than they should be. "It's…it's okay."
"I'll be right back," Gin says, deciding on a new mission. There's cooling patches somewhere in the cabinets that she keeps there for her brother. She's sure they would help Higuchi some, until Gin can convince her to go to the infirmary.
She takes a couple of them out of the box and sneaks back in, unfortunately, scaring Higuchi again with the knock. Gin forgets that she's stealthy and Higuchi is easily frightened, it's not a good combination.
As she's taking a cooling patch out of the packet, a recent memory of doing this for her brother gives her an idea.
"Miss Higuchi," Gin says quietly.
Higuchi's eyes peer up at her. She really looks exhausted, but she always listens to what she has to say. Gin feels guilty. She doesn't want to take her away from her work, but if even Ryuunosuke is concerned enough to illicit Gin's help, she needs to do something.
"I just wanted to mention…if you were ill, you work very closely with Akutagawa…"
Higuchi normally would have gotten what Gin was getting at pretty quickly, but she can still see the gears in her brain turning. She doesn't quite understand what she's implying, it seems.
"…Akutagawa has a very weak immune system…if you were to pass something to him…"
Of course, now, Higuchi looks absolutely horrified at the notion. With good reason, too. Only a few weeks ago, her brother was hospitalized for a case of the flu that he caught a Black Lizard grunt that entered their meeting room without permission. It took him quite a while to really recover.
"Oh my goodness, Gin, you're right, I…I'm being very irresponsible, I shouldn't…" she says, setting down her pen.
"It's okay, Miss Higuchi. I can accompany you to the infirmary, if you'd like," Gin says, but Higuchi doesn't seem very focused on that. She stands up from her desk, and holds a hand against the side of her head.
"What…what if I…what if I already passed something onto him?" she says, her voice shaking. Gin's a bit concerned with the look in her eyes as she looks over at Gin. Her other hand uses the chair for support to keep herself up. "Gin…he was so sick last time. I was…I was worried that he wouldn't…"
Gin watches her eyes roll backwards as she completely loses her balance, and she crumples to the floor with the chair.
Gin's reflexes are too fast, though. She catches her before her head can hit anything.
She's so warm. Gin can even feel the fever through her clothes. Gin needs to get her to the infirmary quickly.
"Miss Higuchi?" Gin starts quietly, trying to see if she's got any fight left in her at all, but her concern for Ryuunosuke seems to have sent her over the edge. Higuchi probably would have been much more upset with that idea had she known Ryuunosuke is her brother, but thankfully, she's in the dark about that. For now, anyway.
She scoops her up off of the ground and into her arms without any problem at all, and holds her close to her chest so she's secure.
The infirmary is only a few floors down, easily accessible by elevator, and Gin makes it there with Higuchi half-conscious in her arms without a hitch. She can feel her shift and groan, but she doesn't wake up, not completely.
The nurse Gin sees first is one of two that's allowed to treat Gin personally, one of two who she's known since joining the mafia at age thirteen. She looks happy to see her for a split second before she catches sight of the unconscious woman in her arms that Gin wastes no time in setting down on a cot tucked away in the corner. The second one appears not long after.
She's the only one inside, for now.
The second nurse starts, "Isn't she Akutagawa's -"
"Yes, but she's unconscious," Gin says very quietly, "I don't know who normally treats her. Please, just help her."
The nurses don't waste any time. Gin is, after all, a high level commander, and regardless of their ages and her connection with them, they obey her requests.
She stands back to allow them space. Gin recognizes that she's done the task Ryuunosuke requested her to do, and she could leave at any time, but she can't bring herself to. Leaving Higuchi alone to wake up by herself doesn't feel fair.
"Good evening, sir," a male nurse says upon walking by, one Gin doesn't recognize. She simply nods at him to be polite. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Don't engage with the Black Lizard commander. He's already been helped," one of the nurses hisses at him, to which he flinches back.
"Oh, I'm - my apologies, sir," the nurse nods back.
"Go find some cleaning to do elsewhere," the other nurse orders as she's laying a cooling patch over Higuchi's forehead. The male nurse scurries off, and Gin lets go of her breath. She's always thankful for them keeping up the charade.
"Gin…?"
Higuchi seems to be awake enough to hold her eyes open now. She doesn't seem to see Gin, she's too far away from her leaned against the wall, but she must remember what happened before she blacked out.
She sounds so helpless, and almost sounds afraid. Gin panics. She isn't sure how much she remembers, if she remembers anything at all with that fever. She steps forward to kneel beside the cot and she takes her hand, gently, to try and reassure her. "You're just in the infirmary."
She has to say it very quietly to avoid any ears on them.
Her eyes are bleary and fevered, but she keeps them locked on Gin. Her grip is weak, but she squeezes back. "Did I…"
"You have a hundred and three degree fever, miss Higuchi. We would like to keep you here for a few hours to bring it down some. Overnight would be ideal," one of the nurses tells her more clearly than Gin could have. She grits her teeth. A hundred and three is high. No wonder she looks so rough.
"Over…overnight?" Higuchi asks, turning her head just a bit to meet eyes with the nurse.
"Yes, ma'am. It's eight in the evening, after all," the nurse says.
"It's…it's eight?" Higuchi repeats. She's trying to sit herself up, but one of the nurses aids Gin in gently guiding her back down. "I have to…there's a meeting with Akutagawa, and…my…"
"Please focus on resting, miss Higuchi. Your superior can handle any meeting on his own, I'm sure," the nurse assures her. "We need your health in good shape so you can continue to do your job well."
Gin watches her visibly relax at that suggestion. She's relating it to Ryuunosuke, of course, she can tell. She can't do her job for Ryuunosuke if she's unwell, so she needs to rest in order to feel better quickly to do just that, in her mind.
There's still something unsure in her expression though, as she's starting to lose her battle with sleep.
"Can you…can you do me a favor, Gin…?" she asks, her head slowly rolling to the side to meet her gaze 
"Of course, ma'am," Gin nods.
"I…I need to tell my sister I won't be home on time," she says quietly. "My phone…it's still on the desk, I think…"
Oh. Gin didn't know that Higuchi had a sister. 
"I can do that for you. I'll be back shortly," Gin says with a bow of her head, and Higuchi barely manages a thank you before her eyes shut.
Gin stands in a doorway for a moment, concerned by her condition. She thinks if she makes any kind of call to her sister herself, she'll worry her greatly. She seems to be pretty out of it in general, she might not be able to get her point across. Maybe Gin can do it for her.
She's back at their break room and headed towards the office in no time at all, and she's surprised to see Ryuunosuke sitting at the desk Higuchi was at earlier. Of course, now the lights are off and he's favoring a lamp.
Ryuunosuke doesn't turn his head. "I assume you succeeded."
Gin nods.
"You can speak. No one else is here," Ryuunosuke tells her. She appreciates the reassurance. She's always a little nervous about accidently outing herself, so she never speaks to her brother while they're working.
It looks to Gin like he's filling out the report Higuchi was working on, something she's greatly surprised by. Her brother hates this sort of thing. It frustrates him more than Gin can really understand, so it's interesting to her that he's doing it voluntarily on Higuchi's behalf.
"Did you know miss Higuchi has a sister?" Gin says quietly.
Ryuunosuke turns his head. "I didn't."
"So you're both hiding your sisters from each other," Gin half jokes, holding back a smile under her mask.
Ryuunosuke doesn't smile, but the sound he makes almost sounds like it would have been a laugh as he turns back around. Unfortunately, though, whatever that was seems to have set off his lungs, and he's thrown into a coughing fit that lasts a bit longer than normal.
Gin puts a hand on his back because that's all she can really do, even if it hurts her. It sounds so painful. They didn't used to sound this painful.
"I'll get you some water," Gin says as his coughs finally die down a bit, and she sneaks out of the room to grab in a glass. When she comes back, he's back to the report like nothing happened. She sets the glass on the desk..
"Thank you," he murmurs.
"Are you okay?" she asks. She always does.
"I'm fine," he answers. That's his answer every time, whether he is or not. He takes a few sips of the water.
"Are you sure?" Gin asks again.
"I'm sure," Ryuunosuke tells her. Usually, he's more honest the second time, but Gin will worry regardless. He hands Gin the cellphone that supposedly belongs to Higuchi, apparently looking for something to get her off of his case. "Do as your superior asked of you."
"Right," she says, taking the cellphone and turning it on, onto to be met with a lock screen. "Oh. I don't know her password."
Ryuunosuke sighs for a good five seconds. "It's zero one zero three."
Gin tries not to giggle. That's Ryuunosuke's birthday. Or at least, the one Gin gave him when they were kids. "First of March?"
"Yes. Make your phone call, Gin," Ryuunosuke insists, sounding exasperated.
"I'm surprised she even knows what it is," Gin says. She's glad she knows when it is. She's sure Ryuunosuke hates it.
Gin steps out of the office room as she's looking through Higuchi's contacts and eventually lands on one labeled sister, and she hits the call button without much thought.
She answers right away.
"Hello? Ichiyo?"
Oh, no. Gin forgot she's terrible at this kind of thing. Her stomach turns. She considers hanging up.
"I'm sorry, this is one of your sister's subordinates," she says quietly. Her hand shakes holding the phone, "she - she asked I inform you she won't be home tonight."
"Oh, god, is she okay?"
"Yes ma'am, she's just…under the weather. She's currently being treated," Gin says, trying to make sure she doesn't worry her any further with her choice of words. "I'm calling you on her behalf so she can rest."
"Okay, so she's not hurt. Thank you so much. I really appreciate you telling me." she says, sounding relieved by the explanation. "Which one are you?"
Gin blinks. "I'm sorry…?"
"Oh, I mean…which subordinate? Are you Gin?" she asks expectantly.
Is she still anxious, or is it butterflies? Are those feelings the same? Why does her sister know her name, and enough to know that she's Higuchi's subordinate? Does she talk about her?
"Yes - yes, ma'am," Gin stammers nervously.
"Ichiyo talks about you all the time. You sound like you'd be really pretty," her sister says, and Gin can feel her face getting hot. Higuchi talks about her all the time? Gin sounds like she'd be pretty? No one has ever called her pretty.
Does Higuchi think -
"Anyways, I'm sorry, I'm sure you're busy! Let me know if anything changes with her, and…I guess I'll wait to hear back tomorrow?" she asks, sounding unsure.
"Um, yes - yes, ma'am. I'll make sure of it," Gin says, even nodding despite the fact that it can't be seen.
"Okay. Thank you again, Gin. You guys be careful," she says, and Gin nervously repeats the sentiment before Higuchi's sister hangs up.
Ryuunosuke scares her, she gasps at the sight of him in the doorway. She's not sure how long he's been standing there. He's leaned against the frame with his arms crossed.
"I've never seen you so flustered," he says, looking vaguely surprised. "What did she say to you?"
"She, um…she just…" she mumbles. She doesn't think she wants to repeat any of that, especially not to her brother. "Actually, I should head back, so - so I can tell her."
Ryuunosuke's vague surprised expression remains. "Mhm."
"I think I'll stay with her for a while too," she says. She's still concerned about her being by herself. A hundred degree fever could muddle anyone's brain.
"I'll come join you when I'm finished here," he says.
"Actually, I don't - I don't think you should," Gin says as she slides Higuchi's phone into her pocket.
"And why is that?"
"She's…she's really worried already that she's already passed something onto you. Especially after what happened a few weeks ago," Gin tells him, and she can already tell by his sigh that he doesn't like that answer. "Being near the infirmary in general isn't a good idea for you."
Gin feels guilty. She knows her brother hates being treated like he's fragile, but he is. And sometimes she has to treat him that way. She half expects him to retaliate or argue, but he doesn't. For some reason, he's been much more passive the past few months. Like he doesn't have the grit left to argue.
"Fine," he mumbles.
Gin steps forward to hug him before he can walk away, gently, something neither of them do often at all, but for some reason she feels compelled to right now. He seems unsure whether he wants to reciprocate it at first, but he does. Gin is always concerned about her sickly brother, but Higuchi's worries have reflected onto her even more today.
"Go home and rest when you're done. Or stay here," Gin tells him quietly. There's a bedroom on the opposite side of the office here.
"I'll stay here," he says. "You need to rest as well. Don't stay up all night."
Gin thinks she might if it's to look after Higuchi, but she won't tell her brother.
Once she's back at the infirmary, both nurses out of the room, leaving Higuchi the only one occupying a cot in the corner of the room.
The lights are dim, only a lamp beside her cot is illuminating the room, and that's the only thing that's showing her Higuchi's distressed expression. Gin can't tell if she's asleep or not.
"Miss Higuchi?" Gin starts quietly, sitting at the very edge of the side of the cot.
Higuchi struggles to open her eyes, but once she does, they're locked on Gin and they're full of fear. She tries to sit herself up and a hand flies up to her mouth, and she chokes on her own breath for a moment before she vomits onto the bed sheets before Gin has any time to react. Gin is stunned for a few seconds.
She's hyperventilating. Gin realizes that she's caught her in the middle of some kind of anxiety attack. Gin doesn't think she's going to throw up again, she really thinks that that was purely from nerves.
"Miss Higuchi, can you breathe with me?" Gin says gently with a hand on her shoulder. Gin doesn't expect her to be shaking so much. Gin can hardly hold her hand still
"Gin," she stammers, her eyes wide and wild. She's not looking at her, "what if he dies because of me."
Gin's heart aches. Of course she's thinking about Ryuunosuke.
"Miss Higuchi," Gin starts gently, trying to enter Higuchi's tunneled vision. "Please don't worry so much…I just saw him, he's okay."
She feels so guilty. Tears start to slip from Higuchi's eyes, and she doesn't seem to be able to take in anything she's saying. Gin shouldn't have made her paranoid like that. Sure, it's a possibility, but she's misguided by her high fever.
The nurses appear, seeming to have caught wind of the situation. One of them is quick to take away the soiled blanket and replace it and the other exchanges a worried glance with Gin, but she thinks she can handle this.
She takes Higuchi's hand as gently as she can with both of her own, and that gets her attention. She's really crying now, hot tears streaming down her cheeks that surely aren't helping her feel any better, but she's looking at Gin, at least.
She takes in a deep breath, and holds it for a few seconds before letting go, and hopes that Higuchi will understand she's asking her to do the same. Higuchi's hand is shaking so much. Gin holds it tighter and repeats what she just did, and by the third time, Higuchi seems to have caught on.
"Just keep that going," Gin tells her with a gentle smile, keeping a good grip on her hand. Higuchi's eyes flood with tears again as soon as she says that, and she leans forward to hide her face in Gin's shoulder. 
"I'm so sorry," she murmurs, her voice shaking. She's not quite hyperventilating anymore, but she's clearly still not out of the woods.
"It's okay," Gin says. She's a little unsure what to do at first, but she thinks Higuchi is looking for comfort, and Gin is in no place to refuse to give it to her, so she holds her closer with a hand on the back of her head and around her shoulders. "I spoke to your sister, she knows your situation. And I asked Ryuunosuke to stay away from the infirmary for now."
"Oh, that's…that's good," she says quietly.
Gin realizes that she slipped up and used her brother's first name with someone who has no idea they're related, but Higuchi doesn't seem to notice, or at least, she doesn't comment on it. Gin will thank her fever for that.
Gin can feel her start to relax against her, even physically she's less tense, so she takes the opportunity to lie her back down onto the pillows, and she's already looking half asleep again. She can imagine that took a lot out of her with the fever she has.
"I think this fever was brought on by stress," one of the nurses whispers as Higuchi's eyes start to fall shut again. "She should be okay by tomorrow with some good rest."
Gin leans forward to fix Higuchi's bangs just enough so they're not sticking to her face as the nurse works to replace the cooling patch on her forehead.
"Did you hear that? You don't have to worry about passing anything to Akutagawa," Gin tells her quietly, but all she gets from her is a tiny groan.
"Such a selfless woman," the nurse sighs. "To be so concerned about someone else's health with the condition she's in…"
She's always been that way. It's admirable that she can keep that up with everything that goes on in the Port Mafia.
Higuchi's eyes flutter open just a bit, to meet Gin's gaze. "Gin…?"
"Yes?" she asks.
"Are you…are you leaving?" she mumbles.
"No, ma'am, I'm staying here with you," she assures her. Higuchi's hand lays itself over Gin's, her fevered gaze fixed on her.
"Please…lay with me," Higuchi murmurs, her eyes already losing her battle with consciousness. Gin isn't sure if she really wants her to do that, or if she's just her fevered brain. Her own cheeks start to feel hot at the idea, but who is she to refuse her?
Regardless, Gin finds herself taking off her coat, and lying down next to her on the cot. She's feeling tired herself, maybe this isn't a bad idea.
Higuchi's hand looks for something to hold onto, and Gin slips her hand into hers, and it's not long at all before she's relaxed and asleep once again.
How is she going to tell her brother she has a massive crush on his subordinate?
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1moreoffkeyanthem · 1 year
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Aight here’s a few of my favorite SP fics that no one asked for
I’m generally more of a one shot kinda lad but since getting into South Park I’ve read SO MANY GREAT longer ones so here’s just some highlights: (all on ao3)
Ship In A Bottle FayOfTheForest. One of the first sp AU’s I read, we got PIRATES. HOMOEROTIC SWORD FIGHTING. WLW CREEK. SLOW BURN STYLE. (Injured stan my beloved) KENNY. BUNNY. The parents SUCK. Literally such a kickass story!
This House of Mine by OrcaTimes. VIOLENCE. GANG ACTIVITY. CREEK. I really love the characterization of everyone in this fic, especially Craig. Seriously man. Also THE K2 IN THIS SLAYS (we got some PRIME Kyle injury too god I love him) THE ENDING IS SO SATISFYING TOO!!!
Peppermint by boxwinebaddie. Bro. Literally my all time favorite style fic. I’m so serious. The writing and story are BEAUTIFUL LIKE SO FUCKING AMAZING The PINING. THE HEADCANONS. I COULD GO ON FOR HOURS. Pls if you check out any of my Recs READ THIS ONE.
Maybe For Real This Time & The Kids Are Alright by WeirdBBQDad. Dude. I have no words other than KENNY FUCKIN MCCORMICK. Also Style. Also families. Just- just check it out.
Hang ‘Em High by littledeathsinmusicalbeds. Cowboy au. Creek. Established Style. Bounty hunter Kenny. Massive slay.
The Thief Trilogy by wintergrew. WHEN I SAY IT LIVES IN MY HEAD RENT FREE. The world building is PHENOMENAL literally my favorite SOT AU OF ALL. Long as hell, but SO worth the read holy fuck. I adore Stick Of Truth.
You’re The Prettiest Boy I’ve Ever Seen by burnt_pancakes. CREEK. STYLE. MISCOMMUNICATION. BUNNY. KENNY IN GENERAL. the friendships in this are PERFECT.
Your name written upon mine by sooduhnim. SOT STYLE. Soulmate au that’s INCREDIBLE seriously I love this one and can’t wait for an update.
How We Began by PastorCraigEnjoyer. Ok yes I’m cringy as shit for the self promo but this is my favorite long fic that I’ve written. Slow burn SOT STYLE, no war just fantasy gays falling in love, injury, sickfic, all my favorite bullshit and I loved writing it ok.
N1SM by kiritila. A classic in the fandom. Style. A masterpiece.
Between the Sinners and the Saints by KaiterTot. Oh. My. God. When I say this one altered my brain chemistry… THE ENDING DUDE HOLY-
A Few Last Wolves by Jwink85. Yes, I am a resident of the State Of Style by way of Creek Nation but this is Cryle. And it’s a slay. If y’all liked Frank and Bills episode in TLOU, it’s kind of an au of that. It works man.
Winter Butterfly ALSO by Jwink85 and ALSO Cryle. What can I say it’s incredible. The Style in the beginning is CUTE until shit hits the fan, too, and I thought this fic was a really interesting take on all the characters and relationships. I adore Tweek in this one too.
Something Sweet Like Honey by bluebryy. Ok this one is unsettling and creepy Craig makes me feel icky but I cannot WAIT for an update on that fic, I got my fingers crossed for Style endgame. Also CHECK OUT THEIR ART ON HERE they converted me to a short king Kyle truther and it’s a slay tbh.
Ladies and Gentleman We Are Floating In Space by gremlinteeth. A classic. The first sp multi chapter I read. THE LORE BRO. CREEK. STYLE. STANS CHARACTERIZATION GOES SO HARD HES MY BOIIIII
Ok. That’s all my recs for now. Sry for being insane.
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revui · 1 year
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Hi!
I saw your contribution to the "unpopular opinions on whump" and can I just say that I agree so much omg?? Like the whumpee default always being by default male and white (I guess you could add light-skinned Asian) is something that I noticed too.
The irony is, I actually avoid reading the so-called femwhump, because it makes me a bit uncomfortable. Sex-based oppression, especially in the Middle East, medical misognyny and AFAB people making up the majority of victims/survivors of trafficking, class oppression and domestic violence is a harsh reality that femwhump reminds me of. I am also a bit uncomfortable with featuring a dark-skinned character in certain types of whump too, for OBVIOUS reasons - because it is still a lived reality.
But sometimes you just want to imagine your (not /always/ light-skinned) WLW or NB4A OTP or BroTP caring for each other when one has a fever, or talks about a traumatic childhood event or deep s**cidal ideation, or just falls off their bike, like a wholesome whump lite, so the white cismale default is a bit tiring
YES! also to my followers who have no idea i'm part of the whump community because i never post about it ever, hi welcome i like pain, this post got long so it's under a cut now
i totally get why people are more willing to default to "white man" whump when it comes to the more graphic and violent stuff because they fear either coming across as bigoted (especially if they're a less experienced writer) or they just personally don't want to think about racial violence & violence toward women; i won't fault the second reason and the first reason is just a matter of gaining experience until you feel like you can handle it without any implications.
so that's all basically fine in my book. but then like... when i'm scrolling and i see a generic character-A-character-B type sickfic prompt (and i love sickfic), there's no reason for the post to use he/him for the generic whumpee, and people really need to watch out for when they describe something in a manner that only works for light-skinned people; my default character in generic prompts happens to be an afro-asian dude whose skin straight up Can't do a lot of things in prompts the way they're described. i don't care what kind of whump other people write, but when a prompt blog fails to account for what i feel should be a pretty well-known fact (dark skinned people exist), it's immersion breaking and disappointing.
that theoretical blogger can write whatever they want when it comes to their own fiction, but maybe don't say "prompt" if it's not broadly applicable. i can't demand that prompt blogs account for the breadth of human creativity and make it so nothing in the prompt could contradict anyone's character design, that would be impossible. i just think people should be more mindful of what they write, especially since everyone here knows different skin colors exist.
hrngh long rant. tl;dr i get why violent whump would shy away from anyone but "white man" but all other forms of whump have no good reason to be as white dude-centric, and prompt blogs need to be more conscious of how they write their generic prompts
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ao3feed-creek · 6 years
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It's My Birthday and I'll Write What I Want To
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2R3cMO7
by b00mgh
Two fics because I felt like writing them on my birthday. Sue me. First one is from the book /The One Who Eats Monsters/ by Casey Matthews (kinda new, doesn't have it's own tag yet, but its wlw and wonderful go read it right now you will not regret I promise) and is something like a sickfic and Naomi being her own badass and keeping her demonic entity girlfriend out of harm's way. The second one is South Park, standard shit, Kenny and Butters help each other beat the living fuck outta some homophobes. Each fic is a different chapter, so if you only wanna read one just jump to that chapter. Have fun and thanks for visiting.
Words: 5340, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English
Fandoms: Of Wind and Shadows, South Park
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Categories: F/F, M/M
Characters: Erynis, Naomi Bradford, Detective David Kessler, Tom Bradford, Kenny McCormick, Butters Stotch, Craig Tucker, Tweek Tweak
Relationships: Kenny McCormick/Butters Stotch, Craig Tucker/Tweek Tweak, Erynis/Naomi Bradford
Additional Tags: Naomi can be a badass too, Kessler is a Dad, Sick Fic, Butters can be a badass too, tweek and craig are Good Boyfriends, Hurt/Comfort, mostly hurt because fuck it
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