#quin original

[quins-whump-stuff]

Dinner time

Contents: Captivity, cage, restraints, starvation, food, cruel whumper, dehumanization

"Come on, Whumpee! Dinner time!"

Whumpee was kneeling on the ground inside a cage. Their hands were tied behing them, so tight they couldn't even twist their wrists. A rope led from between their wrists to the ground behind them, so short that they couldn't stand or move from the center of the cage.

Whumper had placed the bowl of food far outside their reach. How was Whumpee supposed to eat it when they couldn't move from where they were?

"Oh come on now," Whumper said maliciously, "Surely you wouldn't refuse such a delicious meal?"

Whumpee tried leaning forward, but the rope pulled tight against their wrist when their face was only inches away. Because of the way their hands were bound, they couldn't get close enough that way.

Whumpee started to cry. Their stomach hurt so badly, the pangs of hunger twisting in their gut like a knife. Of course Whumper would make it impossible for them to eat. They must want Whumpee to keep trying to reach the food in futility, as some sort of horrible joke.

"How rude of you," Whumper said, as though they were actually offended. "I'm not the best cook, but surely it's not so terrible that you won't even try?"

"Stop! You know I can't reach it!" Whumpee cried, shaking with tears.

"You can, Whumpee. Or are you too stupid to figure it out?"

Whumpee felt certain that they were being goaded. Whumper was just trying to make them try again so they could laugh at their stupidity. But they were so hungry...

Whumpee leaned to the side, falling onto their shoulder with a painful thud. They squirmed a bit, bending their arms behind them painfully. If they put their arms as close to straight behind them as they could, they had a little bit more slack from the rope. Contorting themself like this felt wrong. Their shoulderblades seemed to almost touch, but they were able to shift themself over, bit by bit, until they could almost reach the food.

They could touch the bowl with their forehead, but they couldn't get their mouth to the food. Whumpee was shaking with anger and hunger, but then they pushed their forehead down into the bowl and tipped it over.

What seemed to be cold, soggy cereal flew into their hair and face, but Whumpee was able to lick some of it off of the ground. They would have been ashamed, but they were too desparate to care. Normally, Whumpee hated cereal, especially when it was soggy, but right now, it tasted like the best thing they had ever had.

When they had eaten all they could reach, Whumpee tried to sit back up. Their shoulders were screaming from being held in such an unnatural position for so long, and they needed to alleviate it. However, Whumpee soon realized that they couldn't. They tried, but any attempt to move only made the pain worse.

"Whumper," they said hesitantly, "I can't get up."

But the only response was cruel laughter.

[perfectfeelings]

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

Sara Quin

[thehopefulquotes]

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

Sara Quin

[thoughtkick]

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

Sara Quin

[quotefeeling]

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

Sara Quin

[thatmissquin]

my boys

[padawansuggest]

CloneTok/SpaceTok/JediTok

Ahsoka: *reading off the comments* What does Jedi and Clone Halloween look like?

Fives: Oh, yeah! Halloween was super fun this year! It was awesome, since the clones all live in the temple now, we did it there.

Ahsoka: Yeah! It was actually the Jedi’s first temple wide celebration too, we got to make costumes and the padawans and initiates and shinies and cadets got to go around getting goodies!

Fives: The temple is massive though, the population of a small planet at it’s fullest right now, though we keep finding empty rooms, so it’s not too crowded, but that means none of us were able to get to everyone, that’d be impossible.

Ahsoka: We started off in Master Obi-Wan’s hallway. He had Master Vos with him, and Master Obi-Wan’s kids went with our group. It was really funny though, Master Obi-Wan put out three treat types. One was a cooler of cocktail mixes he makes himself, he said they only had about two shots in them but I don’t know how much that is really.

Fives: It’s like one really big gulp of Hardcase and Taco’s illegal still juice.

Ahsoka: oh my god that’s so much Master Obi-Wan is crazy! The masters bringing kids around got so excited when they saw those!

Fives: Heh, yeah. They’re really good, and he has a bunch of different flavor types. What else did he put out?

Ahsoka: A really big bowl of Mandalorian spice candy and sweeties, and Master Vos put out a bowl of potatoes. The bowl was completely empty the next day, but the older clones were coming by for days to steal more spice candy.

Fives: Heh, I think I got one of those potatoes, but I had one of his cocktail mixers and another cocktail mixer from another master four blocks over, things got fuzzy after that.

Ahsoka: What happened to your potato?

Fives: I’m pretty sure Echo stole it for a midnight snack.

Ahsoka: That’s such a mood.

Rex: *coming out of a room in the background* Are either of you finding potatoes hidden in your room since Halloween?

Ahsoka: jdifnerkdnr

Fives: omfg

[jewishcissiekj]

Fuck it we ball (I'm not a good editor and did these very quickly but white Quinlan made me do these)

Originals with whiter Quin under the cut

Star Wars (1998) #42, Star Wars (1998) #39, Star Wars: Republic #69

[spaciebabie]

okay i keep thinking abt this specific arc in two that i think is gonna end up being my favorite arc n i keep thinking of kat specifically

she goes thru SO MUCH in this arc, and throughout it all she wears a brave face as horrible situation after horrible situation is thrown at her until she's barely taking care of herself and in one of the few moments of her down time she finally looks at herself in the mirror.

and she see's her hair. now idk how other ppl feel abt their curly hair, but for ppl like me (biracial and/or black) our hair means a LOT to us n im thinkin abt this moment where she realizes she has let her hair get to a point beyond repair. its too long to manage in her current situation, its matted, tangled, and she hasn't washed it in weeks and she realizes she can't take care of it anymore.

and its such a small thing right? hair grows back? but its not a small thing. she worked for YEARS to attain the length, ta get it looking the way she wanted it to and this is her breaking point. where, she has had almost EVERYTHING taken from her, and NOW-

she has ta take one more thing away from herself.

and suddenly everything comes crashing down on her. the sleepless nights, the mere scrapes w/death. how is this fair? the one thing she is able ta control in her life. and she has ta cut it off.

can you have brainrot for your own story?? auduahduahd short hair kat is gonna ruin me

[thedomesticanthropologist]

I dont draw humanoids often, birds are where I feel most comfortable. However, a lovely artist here has been indulging me in some RP lately, which has been so delightful. They also drew some Sivvus fan art for me which was so sweet 🥹

So I wanted to do a quick sketch of their Tav as a surprise gift

@quinthebard here's a Quin. Pencil sketches never photograph well 😅 but I am sure you won't mind.

I'm really enjoying seeing everyone's BG3 Tavs, Durges, and other OCs. Thanks to all of you who take the time to chat me up💕

[quins-whump-stuff]

You Win.

Contents: captivity, hero/villain, creepy whumper, restraints, cage, (implied) starvation, (kind of) isolation, hoplessness

When they had first awoken in a cage, Hero was sure they would escape. They always had before, hadn't they? They had faced impossible odds time and time again, and sure, sometimes they ended up battered and bloody, but they always came up on top. Sure, they might be shackled to the ground, a cold heavy collar crushing their collarbone, fingers stiff with cold, but they would figure it out. Wouldn't they?

When Villain had entered the room, smirking to see their enemy in chains, Hero had given them a defiant glare.

"You really think this will trap me?" they had asked. But Villain didn't even dignify them with a response, merely grabbed the chain connected to Hero's collar and pulled them face-to-face.

"Cat got your tongue?" Hero asked Villain had stared into their face for a moment, brushed some the hair out of Hero's face, then dropped them to the ground.

Days passed. Hero had thought that at some point Villain would let their guard down, give them an opportunity to escape, but they didn't. They didn't drop anything that could be used as a lockpick, never left anyone else to guard Hero. They became desparate, hungry, lonely. They never had enough to eat. Villain never so much as spoke to them, no matter how much Hero pestered.

After Hero had lost track of how long they had been there, they did the once thinkable. They begged. "Please, Villain. I... I can't take this anymore. Stop. You made your point. You... you win."

"Oh, Hero, it's taken you much too long to catch on."

[surqrised]

I don’t think people understand how stressful it is to explain what’s going on in your head when you don’t even understand it yourself.

Sara Quin

[loveofastarvingdog]

the two guys i love most in the world shared my name for a night just to make me smile — timothy l.l.s.h.

for Al and Quinton, you never fail to make me laugh, and I think more importantly, you never fail to make me smile.

my poetry tag list (ask to be added or removed<3): @gracekisses @callcenterkilljoy @icantleave @hauntedpearl @chaosnatural @raytoroinmybackpack @carveredlund @pinknatural @deanwinchestersfloralwallpaper @obsessionofspn @destielgaysex @faithdeans @heartshapedcas @howldean @redwinesupernova @cosmosinfinity23 @impala67-aka-baby @samsrowena @aturnoftheearth @themichaelvan @casbeeminestiel @notreallyaroad @littlebitofdiaz @frogstiel @magdaclaire @babyheller @hellergregoryhouse @saintedcastiel @mayfieldarc @how-the-feathers-have-fallen @cmonprovolone @raspberryfemme @patchesofwork @scottstreeet @wolfinmyribcage (also @cheapestroom since this poem is for you too)

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[Image Description: a poem that reads

When I was little I would Play pretend that I was alone in some Awful situation. Trekked out to our front lawn, all overgrown and Lovely with weeds and wildflowers, And pretended I was a lonely gardener, lost in a field. Made my bed a cave and had to Nurse my stuffed animals to health, because somehow we Had all gotten kidnapped, Together.

When I was little I always wanted to Live like I was starving for it. I wanted to understand why grasshoppers leapt And flew with their  Rattling wings and churning mouths and I wanted to be the one To see the tornado form across the street. To see it dip down from the sky.

When I was little I didn’t know that all it took To live like I was hungry Was to live, And to be hungry, And to live.

When I was little I didn’t know what it  Felt like to Stuff myself on Summer peaches, yellow and white, In the parking lot by my house, with my sister laughing  With wild enjoyment, glutted and messy. And I didn’t know what it was like  To be told I looked like a rockstar from the 80’s By a complete stranger, even though I had a sriracha stain on my light-washed jeans and coffee Stain on my shoes.

I think I am growing into my hunger now. I think I am living.

—timothy l.l.s.h.

(P. S. for my two best friends, you make me hungry to live, thank you)

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[neolxzr]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE LOVELIEST PRINCESS IN THE WHOLE WORLD!!!!!! ❤️🎉

clean ver under cut:

[sugarysketches]

.:Originally made February 24th, 2024-February 29th, 2024:.

More chibis, they do not stop Also Tumblr crops are the bane of my life

[top left character uses they/them, top center uses he/they/xey, top right uses any pronouns, middle left uses she/they, middle center uses he/him, middle right uses they/them, bottom left uses he/they, bottom center uses they/xem, bottom right uses he/xey]

[oniverse-place]

Quin be vibin' Quin belongs to @pingitorus