#time for some whump and headcanons

[thehoneybeestings]

𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐡-𝐬𝐨-𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚...

cw: periods, cramps, perimenopause, the works

okay, so i’ve seen a few headcanons that sevika doesn’t have hard periods, and i can definitely see that… but i can also imagine it's the opposite.

and perhaps i’m projecting, or perhaps i enjoy whumping my comfort characters a bit too much… either way, i’ve always headcanoned sev as having really bad periods, but hiding it really well.

of course, until you come along and learn to read her like a book.

still, it isn't until you move in together a year and a half into your relationship that you ever notice how bad her ass gets kicked when that time of the month rolls around. considering her age, it’s likely that she’s already perimenopausal and that her periods aren’t as frequent anymore, but when they do come around, poor baby is suffering.

and it takes you a while to convince her not to do it in silence.

you don’t quite put the pieces together at first- because, again, the woman has made far too bad a habit of concealing her pain- but every once in a while you catch the rare times that her facade slips. like, for example, the mornings that she’ll swing her legs over the bed to get up for the day as usual, but pauses for a second, doubled over and exhaling deeply through her nose. or when she’s working on her arm, and- only for a fleeting moment- the screwdriver stills in her hand, and her brows knit together in discomfort. she’ll be standing at the kitchen counter making dinner, doing the dishes, sorting through mail, when all of the sudden, she stops what she’s doing to grip the edge of the counter and clench her jaw, but she’s always moving on to the next task before you can ask her what’s wrong.

one day, after an outburst out of nowhere, you finally demand to know what’s up.

the two of you are standing in the bathroom getting ready for bed as usual. you’re doing your skincare routine, and she’s watching with a soft smile as she throws her now shoulder-length hair into a bun ("i've been asking you for ages to give me a damn haircut," she'd bemoan). you’re pulled out of your focus on evenly applying your moisturizer by the sight of her leaning over to place both hands on the counter, the sound of her exclaiming through gritting teeth,

“fuck! fuck my fucking uterus!”

you’re frozen, caught completely off guard, and now, very confused as you watch her stand back up and steal some of your moisturizer like nothing had happened.

“baby,” you draw out, eyes narrowing.

“hm?”

you can’t help but chuckle, your jaw slack in disbelief. she’s entirely unfazed- and stealing your lip mask, now- but you suddenly understand.

all the winces of pain, the deep exhales of discomfort…

“honey, are you always in this much pain when you bleed?”

of course, she offers nothing more than a shrug. “yeah? what about it?”

you just shake your head, hands dropping to your sides.

“sev,” you scold, “you should be careful not to overdo it when you’re hurting that bad…”

she looks at you like you have two heads. “what the fuck else am i supposed to do? rest?”

and now, you’re bursting out into full-bodied laughter, because… yes! that is exactly what she’s supposed to do! and it’s exactly what you start demanding of her whenever you notice that she’s cramping. for a while, she shrugs you off, waves you away, claims she doesn’t need you to baby her. you know. typical sevika.

and then, one morning, you pad into the kitchen to find that she isn’t making herself coffee to take to work, isn’t making you breakfast to eat after she heads out; she’s just sitting at the kitchen table, head in her hands, deep breaths coming out shakily. you rush over to her, bending down and placing a hand on her knee.

“baby?” you ask frantically, your hand coming up to rub circles onto her back, “what’s wrong?”

when she lifts her head up to meet your worried gaze, her own eyes are brimming with tears.

“hurts so bad,” she exhales; and you stand to press a kiss to her forehead before wrapping her head in your arms.

“you’re calling in sick.”

she doesn't protest this time; just nods against your chest. nor does she protest when you guide her back to your bedroom, or when you tuck her in with a cup of tea and a heating pad, or when you bring her breakfast, lunch, and dinner in bed. and as you read her to sleep, the pads of your fingers massaging her scalp, she finally lets herself admit that perhaps, her pain is real and worth being tended to; perhaps, she’s worthy of being taken care of.

──˚₊• 𝐄𝐍𝐃 •‧₊˚──

[lucabyte]

Finally: The NoHats AU doodles. Plus some sprite edits.

Usually I'd let things speak for themselves and keep my chattering in the tags, but I'll ramble about my context thoughts...

So. First of all here's a link (x) to the Nohats Origin Post for those coming in and going ????.

Anyway. These doodles are not in any obvious chronological order, though Loop going from pilfered bandolier (my headcanon for how Siffrin has all those pockets) -> custom outfit made by Isabeau, is supposed to generally denote 'just after the ending' -> 'a few months down the line'.

And speaking of, Design & Characterisation notes:

Overall: NoHats is suppooooosed to have the range to not just be ULTIMATE MISERY ALL THE TIME (but if you're a major whump/angst fan. go fucking nuts.) so these are supposed to be. The steps toward overcoming and living with grief but. The Misery Is Kind Of The Punchiest Part.... Oops....

Mirabelle: Taking the lead, continuing to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders. In the game proper she's already shown to, while yes, be emotionally fragile at times, be prone to trying to hold the team together. I feel she'd do the same here. It also would help that she'd presumably be medicated again? But I can't imagine her chosen-one anxieities would be super ailed by the death of her friend. I wanted to try and give her more differences? She follows the change belief after all and is thus liable to switch up her style in general... But I didn't have a strong vision for this, so. The ball is in anyone's court. Her design changes here are keeping one of Sif's safety pins a la qpr bonding earring, and has the bell pendant at Loop's (oddly pushy) suggestion.

Isabeau: Taking it. Badly. Depression mullet and beard in tow. However, you best believe he is trying real badly to hide it. Loop very much does not reveal their identity to him because What The Fuck Would That Even Do. That's Scary. but they do try to comfort him while mentally regarding him "off limits". Backs themselves into some very unfortunate corners by alluding to their unfulfilled relationship with their Fighter as a point of common ground. I don't imagine this would go super great when recontextualised later after Loop is inevitably found out. Just in general oh good god what the fuck. this is like a radioactive pit of survivor's guilt.

Bonnie: Taking it probably The Worst. This is a child. Who was already feeling guilt. This is who everyone else is trying to keep it together for. Mirabelle and Isabeau would likely be putting up far less of a front without Bonnie around. They take the hat and take on Pocket Duty. They also have slightly more sif-y hairstyle but... Don't worry about it. They'd have Nille to fall back on once she's picked back up, and Loop almost certainly attempts to redouble efforts on making them feel better but seeing as how closed-off Bonnie can already be, it'd likely be difficult. However they would probably take Loop's identity reveal best...?

Odile: Odile's design.... ! Does not seem to have changed? How odd! Well. I'm sure she's dealing with things in a regular and non-cloistered manner. I already think that a regular Postcanon Activity for Odile could be her finding out about the potential for sif/loop to translate books and thus Knowledge in their native tongue assuming that ability sticks around postgame. Something something culture can never truly be wiped out etc etc. But putting it in this context. Makes it more desperate, more of a deflection for something else.

Loop: Helpful Loop. Well. They win! I feel like the entirety of ISAT being about Siffrin's mental state means I don't need to spill much ink here? You get it I think. I can't outdo the source material man. Anyway I imagine Loop is given clothes by Isabeau before they know who they are, but after they've become genuine friends. The outfit is in genuineness, on both sides from Loop and Isa, in having the cloak be a nod in respect to Siffrin, since Loop's "shared culture" would have to come up vis a vis cultural funerary traditions. Hard to avoid divulging that one...

[15-lizards]

Hello, I hope you have a good day. I wanted to ask you, for example, what kind of clothes Naerys Targaryen would wear. It is said that she dressed well, with signs of faith, hoods, and I have a headcanon that she liked to wear light-colored clothes with layers of different colors to symbolize the rainbow of the Seven. I hope this message finds you well. Bye.

Naerys is peak dark ages/early Middle Ages to me like everything I imagine her in just screams shame and guilt and prisoner 👍🏻

She is ashamed of simply having a body so she covers up every possible inch of it, out of guilt, modesty, and some semblance of control over her own life. Long sleeves that drape over her hands. Thick, heavy skirts that act like an iron curtain. Loose bodices that give the illusion of absolutely nothing going on underneath. Very drab and bland colors that dont catch the eye at all. Some type of full veil or head covering at almost all times (except when Aegon wants to humiliate her) Just does not want to be perceived or feel anyway in bare. Fuuuuuck she should’ve been at the sept

Also every time I think of Naerys I think of those 13th century little drawings in the sides of manuscripts and scrolls. It’s literally her. Whump Queen Supreme

[lady-lazarus-13]

Julian contemplated his next move. There was no way they could go to the infirmary, not with whatever had done this still out on the loose. Bring him to his rooms? No. Tain was there and at the reminder of the old Cardassian, Julian scowled.

There were too many unknown variables to consider. Garak would need to stay here for now. Julian checked to see how conscious Garak was. He seemed to still be out. With a grunt, Julian went into a squat and lifted Garak up as he went.

It was reminiscent of a bridal carry and Julian bit his lip to keep himself from bursting out into a laugh at the stupid thought. Here Garak was dripping blood out all over the carpet and on Julian's favorite set of pajamas, and all he could think about were jokes about carrying Garak over the threshold. Balls and chains. He'd laugh if the situation wasn't so awful. He'd laugh to ease the sudden pain in his chest and the fact such a thing between them would be impossible.

Julian set Garak on his bed, the sheets would need to be replaced. The mattress too if the blood soaked through. He ran a hand through his hair then grabbed for his med kit and pulled out the laser scalpel.

"I apologize, Garak, but I need to see."

The soft hum of the scalpel calmed Julian. With precision no other human could do in the dark room, Julian carefully cut away at Garak's clothes so thick with blood it steamed beneath the laser. Saltiness and the cloying scent of iron filled his nose.

The smell distracted him enough that when he spread the fabric a part, he didn't gasp or flinch. His fingers remained steady as did his heartrate though if he could he would like to let panic flood over him.

Because Garak's chest ridges had been mutilated. There was no other word for it. Some parts had been scarred over. Julian took a deep breath and remained steady. These weren't contributing to the current blood loss. But still, Julian examined the spoon-divot at the center of his friend's chest. It had been sliced down the middle of it, caked in dried blood.

Julian needed to know what happened. Now.

Julian wakes up suddenly and Garak is sitting across from his bed, covered in blood, barely alive.

Julian starts asking questions, bolting out of bed, but Garak just slumps over and looks up at Julian weakly, mutters something unintelligible and promptly passes out in Julian's arms.

[bloody-cupcakes]

can you do some joe goldberg whump headcanons?? maybe with love or an x reader

A/N: yeah of course! I chose to do x reader since that's what I write for my blogs haha

Tw: yandere/dark content, gender neutral reader, obsessive behavior, stalking, kidnapping, murder, slight gore/injuries mentioned (both on accident and intentional), drugging, emotional manipulation/gaslighting, blackmail, Stockholm syndrome implied at the end

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First of all, know that he never actually wants to hurt you. He doesn't enjoy seeing you in any kind of pain, or hearing your muffled cries through the gag as he punishes you for whatever it is that you've done wrong this time. He loves you, and he just wants what's best for you after all

He only stalks you out of a need to know where you are at all times, just so he can be sure that you're safe. What would he do if something happened and he wasn't there to protect you? He'd never be able to forgive himself for it, hence him memorizing your entire schedule off the top of his head

Anyone who he deems as toxic or unworthy of being in your life is instantly gotten rid of, though he does feel a bit of guilt when you inevitably find out and call him a monster for it. I mean, it's fair enough, but it still hurts to hear from you of all people

"Baby, baby, can't you see? I did this for you," he does his best to reassure you, but that only makes your panicking get even worse. To be fair, you did wake up in a glass box with an accidental cut on your head from where he slammed you into the wall in a state of blind rage upon him realizing you knew what he'd done, so he could understand your fear. He just wished you'd stop staring at him like he was some sort of a monster when all he wanted to do was keep you safe

He tries to give you some space in hopes that it'll help, but as your silent (and sometimes not-so-silent) resentment begins to grow he becomes more desperate and needy. Everything he does is for you, and this is how you treat him?

Of course he can't help but adore you regardless, which is why he hates having to pin you down and whack at your ankles and knees with the hammer he uses for his book restorations. "If you're going to act like a brat, I have to treat you like one," he mutters softly while you sob in his arms after, barely able to walk after the "punishment" you'd received from him

Something you're made well aware of early on is just how much he loves you (or claims to anyway) but you soon realize that's not enough and that you have to somehow find it in you to love him back. There is no other option if you want to make it out of this alive, but how could you ever love a murderer?

It takes a while, but eventually you behave well enough over time to be able to convince him to move you out of the cage and to his apartment as long as you promise to continue being good. You try to run away that same night, and back to the basement you go, along with a brand new welt on your head from where he had to knock you out in order to get you down there

You beg over and over to be let out, and he promises he will on the condition that you'll let him give you an IV drip full of something that'll keep you feeling complacent and numb (a drug he got courtesy of Paco, who stole it from his mom for Joe's own private use)

He doesn't like keeping you drugged up, but if you insist on trying to escape then there really is no other solution, now is there? Besides, he likes being able to hold you at night and much rather prefers to keep you in the comfortable environment of his place anyway

At first you flat out refuse, but finally you reluctantly agree to his conditions, unable to bear peeing in a bucket and sleeping on the floor any longer. It felt dehumanizing, like you were nothing more than a pet kept for his entertainment. At least his apartment had a real bed and a bathroom

The drugs he put you on made you feel light and free, and it was much easier for you to obey when you were dosed up with them. Things seem to be doing okay until he discovers you'd somehow switched the specially made liquid IV full of drugs with plain water, which resulted in you attempting to leave yet again. God, when will you learn that it's never going to work out for you?

This time when you wake up in the cage, you find yourself covered in blood and lying next to the dead body of your old best friend. Joe simply watches as you frantically try your best to resuscitate the already rotting corpse with several different versions of CPR to no avail

"What have you done?" You scream hysterically, your eyes wide and frightened as you look down at the carnage you found yourself in, your clothes stained crimson red in a manner that almost seemed to mock you

"Next time you pull another stunt like that, it'll be someone you truly care about who's in there with you," he states in a way that's almost cold despite the somewhat sad look in his eyes. He really didn't want it to have to come to this, but you forced his hand. "Now you're going to help me get rid of the body, or I'll have to punish you even worse than that, do you understand?"

It was then that you knew there would be no escape. He'd always find new ways to torture you, mentally and emotionally if nothing else, and each time you stepped out of line you'd only end up getting more injured from it. Not to mention he had an ample amount of planted evidence in order to frame you if he really wanted, so naturally the only thing you could do was agree

That night you found yourself back in his small apartment, wrapped up snugly in his arms as you laid in bed together. The drugs had you feeling much more calm just like usual, and you almost felt bad for everything you'd put him through. "I'm sorry," you slurred while glancing up at him, your eyes droopy from the stolen medication you were on

He just shook his head at your apology, leaning down to place a light kiss to the tip of your nose. "No, baby, don't apologize. It's okay now, I forgive you," he gently promised you, glad that you weren't trying to fight him and his affection anymore

"Mgrh... love you..." came your mumbled reply as you buried your face in his chest. You loved him. You really, truly did. He'd gotten you to see just how much he truly cared, and you loved him for it. A smile graced his lips as he tugged you in a little bit closer. It was then that he decided no matter what the cost, he was going to keep you forever, not that you seemed to mind. He was glad the two of you were finally on the same page for once

[jude457]

Okay so I can’t stop thinking about this Inho Whump headcanon (457 + VIP warning)

The VIP quarters are directly connected to the Frontman’s. No guards between them. No cameras. No locks. Just a private hall, intentionally designed for easy access—straight from the guests to Inho. It’s something we, the audience, are shown in the first season. It’s deliberate. It’s not about convenience. It’s has to be about ownership.

The message is clear: the Front Man is available to them. When they want. How they want.

Gihun doesn’t know any of this. Not yet.

So fast-forward to the second rebellion—this time it works. The games collapse. The players rise up. Systems are torn down piece by piece. And Gihun gets lucky. He tracks down Inho before anyone else does, makes it into his private quarters—alone.

He’s expecting a confrontation. A power play. Maybe even some smug final words. He’s got a gun in hand and a thousand accusations on his tongue. He bursts in, ready to deliver all of them. He’s ready to drag him out, hold him at gunpoint, interrogate him, whatever.

But what hits first is how quiet the room is. The mask is on the nightstand. Inho’s half asleep, lying on his side in bed. No guards, no escape plan. Just… a man. For a second, Gi-hun falters, but then he raises the gun and yells—something like “Don’t move” or “Get up.”

And Inho shatters.

Not like someone caught. Like someone reliving something.

He jerks awake with a choked gasp, eyes wide but unfocused, pupils blown and darting—not seeing Gihun. Not recognizing anything. His whole body seizes up, then folds in on itself like he’s trying to disappear. His hands go up—not to fight, but to shield his face, his head, his chest. He scrambles backward into the corner of the bed, legs pulled to his chest, trembling so hard the mattress shakes.

And then he starts talking—no, begging

“Please not tonight. I was good last time, I didn’t fight—please not again. I can’t. It hurts, it hurts so much—”

Gi-hun just… freezes. The gun lowers slightly, his mouth open but no words come out. He doesn’t know what he’s seeing. At first he thinks it’s another performance, another twisted act meant to deceive him—but then Inho’s voice cracks. And then he says something Gi-hun can’t unhear.

“I did what he asked, I didn’t say no, I didn’t bite. I won’t cry this time. Just please not again—”

That’s when it hits Gihun.

Not all at once. Slowly. Like watching someone bleed out and not realising until the red’s all over your hands. Gi-hun looks at Inho—at how small he’s made himself, at the way he’s covering his head, the way he flinches at even the slightest shift. And he realises—

The connected rooms.

This pitiful, desperate script spilling from Inho’s mouth like it’s been rehearsed through tears and pain and blood. Like he’s learned how to beg.

It’s not guilt. It’s not remorse. It’s terror. Conditioned, helpless terror.

This isn’t some power-hungry mastermind. This is a man who’s been violated so thoroughly he doesn’t even recognise when someone’s pointing a gun at him anymore—because the nights that came before were worse.

Gihun’s stomach flips. Something cold and foul coils in his chest. He thought he was coming here for vengeance. Thought he’d get the satisfaction of seeing Inho afraid. But this?

This is something else.

This is sick.

And now he’s just standing there, gun lowered, heart pounding, face burning with rage he doesn’t even know where to aim anymore.

Because how the hell do you punish a man who’s already been through this?

[luna-loveboop]

Wait...

It's November. It's November first. Yesterday was October 31st, so October is over. ...it's over. Is it over?

Inktober, artober, whumptober, flufftober, linktober, every tag ending with -tober that's been circulating for the past month... is it over? I don't know why it's just hit me but...

This matters. So I will try to get the message across, even though I'm not the best at it sometimes

Fanartists, fan writers, artists, fic writers, people making comics, every single one of you that has created art for the past month...

Thank you

This is my first October on tumblr. When I started seeing the "tober" tags, seeing the posts from artists with wips, saying they were going to make something every day to a prompt, making masterposts to update with each day, I thought "cool"

But every day this month, I have gotten on here and smiled.

And I don't mean smiled. I mean I smiled at least 20 times every time I got on the app because I saw all the art and fics. I got to see artists/writers connect stories through different day prompts. I saw people having the most brilliant ideas and creativity, flowing from their hands into their posts. I saw artists responding to continuous asks, telling them how amazing they are. I saw artists getting behind, and keeping going.

I saw Free. Beautiful. Emotional. Amazing. Original. Creative. Art.

Every day

I haven't committed to anything of this before, so I can't directly relate to what you guys were thinking and feeling. But I'm willing to guess; I think you probably enjoyed it, because most won't do such a huge project unless they enjoy it. I think you probably saw it as a challenge you were willing to fulfill, and an opportunity to grow and develop your skills.

... but I'm also willing to bet you did it for us. For people like me, who love art, but don't do this specific type, who are in fandoms, who love tracking and watching you art and sending you compliments, who take joy in your work. For the other artists (and writers!) who admire each others styles and love to learn from each other.

If anyone ever tries to tell me that humans are inherently evil again, I will strap them to a chair, pull up these posts and say look. Look at what these people did. Look me in the eyes and tell me these sorts of actions don't come from the most loving hearts. Tell me these people don't want to make others happy, that they aren't inherently good. And I will tell you you're wrong.

I have so much going on, yet somehow it slipped into my life that I was constantly looking at your art for the joy of it without me even noticing.

And how is it possible. That we have such a beautiful community of people here that we will share. And communicate. And exchange compliments. And literally do things and send asks solely for the purpose of making someone smile.

I'm almost crying by now. God I can't express it well enough! But I am so. So. Grateful

You guys brought me a month of joy! You gave headcanons, and art, and stories!

Even yesterday, Halloween, I was blown away. Because I had expected... I didn't expect anything. And then I log on and see people sending happy halloween asks, exchanging doodles of candy, and headcanons and gifs.

And some are still catching up to the schedule or whatever, and that's ok! But at the beginning of this post, when I was simply realizing it was November, I asked myself "is it over?"

Is it over?

... I don't think so. I've seen artists say they're going to continue and expand on a piece they made and especially liked this month. Some people are still continuing, catching up to a voluntary deadline. All those masterposts with your whump/fluff/link/ink tober art? I know many as well as myself will be going through, looking over your posts with smiles, catching up on some things they missed this month... it will continue in the people and artists I didn't know existed before, but now follow. In the skills and growth in creativity! In the community we've grown, and art you've made, and the art to come, at a normal rate like every other month, even if it's not October anymore!

But my artists, writers... thank you so much. I don't know if you guys know how valuable and amazing you are. How incredible it is that you exist! People say it's amazing we exist under a sky of such stars, but how incredible is it that you made a stranger on the internet smile every day! Your life is so. So. Valuable. I can't even express how grateful I am that you exist, that you somehow are selfless enough to share the most beautiful parts of yourself simply to create, and to create joy. Thank you so so much.

(And this applies to all artists, in any fandoms, not just mine. And I'm just as grateful to people who couldn't do something every day, or only one day! You still share your art, you're just as... incredible. You are incredible.)

Okay.

So I'm gonna do this, and if others want to do it in the reblogs that's great! I do not care at all about reblogging or likes, but I want to make the people that have brought me such joy some appreciation- I hope I can bring you even a smidgen of the light you have brought into my life. So I'm gonna tag all the artists/writers I know of/can think of that have done any sort of October challenge, all of you creators that have made me smile. If people wanna want to tag others in the reblogs or replies to spread love that's cool.

(Basically I don't know social customs or anything at all, so if you don't want me to tag or if I was supposed to do something different or something let me know I have no idea what I'm supposed to do)(if I like accidentally tagged someone who isn't an artist/writer or forgot someone I follow... sorry)

@skyward-floored @kikker-oma @adrift-in-thyme @blueskittlesart @zeldaseyebrows @smilesrobotlover @bahbahhh @soso-dedeck @lennsart @arecaceae175 @illcamp @breannasfluff @solarfire-art @26kabeuchi @cathianemelian @truffeart @scribbly-z-raid @uniquevoidflowers

To all the artists and writers out there: thank you so much!!! You are amazing and I'm glad you exist. Your life is precious, and you matter. Thank you so much for sharing your beauty with us, we love you too!!!!!

... yeah. Just want yall to feel loved... because you are. Again, thank you. Thank you so so much to my beautiful creators who create joy as well as art, who keep storytelling alive. Just... thank you.

:)

[zairas-realm-gateway]

Zaira's Comprehensive Jayce Giopara and (Machine Herald) Viktor Post Masterlist

I have been spiraling into hyperfixation hell and rambling a whole fucking lot about Jayce Giopara and his grumpy mechanical ex-husband. So, for your convenience here's a masterlist of all the crap i wrote, if you're interested.

Please Note: All these posts are pro-Giopara BUT we also do NOT hate or rag on Arcane Jayvik in this house. So, be nice to one another.

My artblog is @zairasarthaven , I draw sappy ship art over there.

Thank you and enjoy.

Note: You're invited and highly encouraged to reblog these and participate with these posts in the comments or tags if they get your brain thoughts flowing. I really enjoy talking to people about my critters!

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Jayce

Character Analysis:

_ Commentary on Jayce's base League outfit: LINK

_ A small discussion of the natural-feeling contradictions in Jayce's personality that make him human: LINK

_ [Mini Discussion] I have grounds to believe Piltover is abusing Jayce: LINK

_ An analysis of how Piltover is using and manipulating Jayce [This analysis is attached to a fucking amazing comic by @pepegle ]: LINK

_ Jayce is teetering on a very dangerous edge: LINK

General Commentary and Headcanons:

_ Jayce is a bottom, fight me!: LINK

_ Jayce, my contradiction king: LINK

_ Jayce is basically an unwanted puppy: LINK

_ Jayce is a nightmare on his period: LINK

_ Jayce is a sweet boy under all the damage and I really, really need you all to see it!: LINK

_ Jayce has sensory issues: LINK

_ My thoughts on Jayce and how they make me feel a little disconnected from the community: LINK

_ Fun realization I had about Jayce's gender expression: LINK

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Viktor

Character Analysis:

_ [Mini post] Viktor still has his vanity: LINK

_ Viktor gender discussion: LINK

_ An important discussion on Viktor's views of consent and how communication breakdown cause his rift with Jayce: LINK

General Commentary and Headcanons:

_ Viktor's our best boy: LINK

_ The Viktor rework makes me very, very sad...: LINK

_ Thoughts/insights on Viktor being disabled: LINK

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Jayce and Viktor

TMI gender discussion: LINK

More gender discussion some headcanons: LINK

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Shipping

JayceLiss:

_ Why Jayce and Lissandra (She's another league champ to those that don't know) ship together so well: LINK

VikJayce:

_ NSFW Headcanons on Viktor and Jayce's respective sex drives: LINK

_ Jayce likes to cuddle after sex: LINK

VikJayceLiss:

_ Headcanons of our trio's genders and sexualities: LINK

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Fanworks

Fanart:

_ JayceLiss, Liss gently shuts him up: LINK

_ VikJayceLiss, Jayce happily holding his two perfect wives: LINK

_ VikJayceLiss, silly sketch of their morning tussle: LINK

_ VikJayceLiss, silly sketch of Viktor being enchanted by Liss's control over Jayce: LINK

_ VikJayceLiss, dark sketch of Lissandra convincing Viktor to save Jayce's life: LINK

Fanfiction:

[Note: if any of these scenarios inspire any fanfics, please send me a link]

_ Discussion of a short dark fic I wrote about Jayce killing Jinx: LINK

_ A short scenario involving Viktor comforting Jayce during augmentation: LINK

_ [Mini Scenario] Viktor fucks up his mask and needs it fixed: LINK

_ A short scenario of Viktor and Lissandra taking matters into their own hands when Jayce is injured: LINK

_ A long scenario of Jayce's sex life and his first time with Viktor: LINK

_ A long scenario of Jayce and Viktor dealing with the Harrowing. This leads them to fall into the Arcane verse where they meet their other selves: LINK

_ Jayce Whump: LINK

_ Little lighthearted scenario of a normal VikJayceLiss morning: LINK

_ Scenario of Lissandra meeting Naph and Amaranthine for the first time: LINK

_ Ridiculous short scenario of a VikJayce/Repo the genetic opera AU: LINK

_ Long scenario. While trying to help Zaun, Jayce is kidnapped by resentful chempunks. Viktor doesn't find him until weeks later in critical condition: LINK

_ [Original version of Taste of Water] (Semi-Graphic Smut Warning) Long Scenario where Jayce thinks about his miserable sexlife. Goads Viktor into hate fucking. Viktor realizes he's hurting Jayce and turns into lovemaking instead: LINK

_ Taste of Water [Long Form Fic]. (work in progress) Jayce thinks back on his relationship with sex through the years. Every situation has been miserable and unhappy because he doesn't realize he's neurodivergent and gray-asexual, so he goes about every situation clinically and ends up having a bad time. Arousal has only ever felt good around Viktor. It eventually leads to him goading Viktor into hatefucking him because if he's gonna be used, might as well be by someone he really wants this time. But Viktor ends up teaching him how to experience sex in a no-pressure way that's actually enjoyable: LINK

_ My Heart Still Beats [Long Form Fic]. [TW: SA] (work in progress) Viktor is in Jayce's lab stealing research from his rival when he becomes a witness to Jayce being assaulted. The rush of fury and protective instinct cannot be suppressed. He stops the assault and stays to care for Jayce. Jayce doesn't have anyone else. While caring for him, the two start to reconnect. They both mend and Viktor savagely avenges Jayce: LINK

[smashmeleeganondorfsno1fan]

Hii. I was wondering if you could write some sort of Ganondorf Whump/ Hurt comfort? I would love to see some sort of vulnerable aspects especially with loss of consciousness and maybe delirium?

Thanks for the ask, anon, I really love being able to delve into Ganon's more vulnerable side. You didn't specify which Ganondorf you wanted or why he was delirious, so I just decided to go with OoT Ganondorf as I'm most confident with him.

I may end up doing more headcanons on this subject, or a drabble if the inspiration strikes me.

UPDATED AS OF 09/05/25

OoT Ganondorf when corrupted by the Triforce of power - Headcanons

As I've said in my 'ranking Ganons by how yandere I think they are' post (which I'll link at the end), Ganondorf gets worse the crazier he gets. Post-time skip, OoT Ganondorf is a 4, so more on the extreme side.

As comes with the territory of being a level 4 yandere, this Ganondorf would be exceptionally possessive of you, though would belittle you even more than he would have previously, his tone serious unlike his previously teasing comments.

Likely has you confined to the castle, "for your safety" he claims. "There are many in these lands who would gladly do away with you if it meant getting to me. If you have any sense, you will obey me on this".

Not to imply that he doesn't care about you, of course. It all comes from a mixture of his insanity and his desire to assert power over you, elevated by the Triforce.

Corrupted, he becomes rather erratic, manic even. Reliant on and vulnerable with you to an extent, yet somehow harsher and more cruel than he was before.

Similar to how TP Ganondorf views his beloved (the headcanons to which I'll also link), this Ganondorf would also view them as an emblem of his victory over Hyrule. Somewhat putting them on a pedestal as the one person he trust enough to be vulnerable with.

He rants, sometimes nonsensically, and will be absolutely peeved if you fail to listen.

His touches are either much more forceful than before, or much gentler depending on his mood. Sometimes he holds you as if you were made of glass.

The power of the Triforce has made him into a new man, in a sense. When he isn't releasing any amount of stress onto you, he can come off quite cold and distant, as if he has much more important things on his mind.

He has little desire to be vulnerable with you, and yet finds himself doing so very often. In moments of intimacy especially.

Ganondorf knelt almost submissively, his head resting just beneath your ribs as his long nose poked into the flesh of your stomach. His breathing was laboured as he pulled you closer yet, wrapping his muscular arms around your hips, nearly crushing you in his strong hold. You sighed, weaving your fingers through his crimson hair, long and beautiful, symbolic of the prosperity his reign was supposed to bring. Did anything prosper under him? Could anything? He lifted his head slightly, gazing up at you with intensity. Those eyes- it had been so frightening to see him change over these past seven years; seeing him grow taller yet, stronger, more powerful, the humane whites of his eyes turn yellow and sickly as they bore into you now. It was difficult not to pity him, in a way, driven nearly mad by the power granted to him. Poor, sweet Ganondorf...

There's nothing you can really do to "fix" him in this state. Just don't fight him on anything and let him confide in you and things will likely work out. Unless...

When he becomes Ganon, he elevates to almost a 4.5.

He hasn't lost himself, not completely anyways, but he's almost overwhelmed by an animalistic possessiveness when it comes to you.

He's more erratic, if such a thing were possible.

I don't think he'd lose consciousness for extended periods in his bore form, perhaps in brief spurts. When he does, he's almost gentler than he normally is with you.

Which is very when he's Ganon. He's definitely over 8 feet now, not to mention that his tusks could rip you to shreds if he isn't careful.

Though, this form is only temporary and he reverts back to his previous self along with all his previous behaviour in the end.

He'd be very touched if his beloved wasn't frightened of his boar form, something which may heighten his intimate connection with them.

TP Ganondorf headcanons:

https://www.tumblr.com/smashmeleeganondorfsno1fan/781623134038245376/hello-enjoyed-reading-your-work-very-much?source=share

Yandere tier list:

https://www.tumblr.com/smashmeleeganondorfsno1fan/781354574526169088/ganons-ranked-by-how-yandere-i-think-theyd-be?source=share

[squidthesquidd]

Do you Have any more headcanons about your chronically ill Orion 💙 ❤️

hell yeah its yapping time

So like ive said, his cooling and ventilation systems have really never worked, so he overheats very easily. smoke just pouring out his mouth. On good days he would just have to lay down and rub some cold dirt on himself and he'd be set in a few minutes , but on his bad days? he could be incapacitated for hours, and even the whole day and a bit of the next. Because of the overheating, sometimes the energon in his tanks would literally start boiling, and his body would make him purge it as to not harm his internals even more (it comes out kinda black. looks like fucked up oil). aaand of course, his systems aren’t just magically fixed when he becomes optimus. in some ways he even gets worse. Now, along with the constant overheating, theres now the issue of the matrix messing with his body.

in this universe, the matrix works a liiiittle but differently. Its not supposed to be physically held by a bot, and instead is supposed to be held my primus while the primes have parts of its energy inside of them. but since primus has grown weaker and the matrix is old and damaged, it can no longer separate itself into energy, and must be physically held by a prime now. But since the matrix isn’t made to be actually inside someone, its causes a lot of issues. Optimus now has to deal with constant chest pain from the matrix just fucking up, but also joint and transformation seam pain because of the weirdass anatomy he has now. Some days he cant do anything but writhe around on the ground in pain. poor guy. blasts him with my whump lasers <3

alsooooo heres some doodles of Orion having the worst time!!!!! this ask activated my brain lol

[disabledwhumphurtcomfort]

Introductory Post

Welcome to the 2025 Disabled Whump & Hurt/Comfort Writing Challenge!

This is a 30-day writing challenge for original and fan fiction in the whump and hurt/comfort genres which centers on characters with disabilities. One general writing prompt is given for each day, and participants post a piece written to fill the prompt (any length) on that day, tagged appropriately (see rules 3 and 4).

The challange runs through April 1-30 2025, but late submissions tagged for the event will be accepted and reblogged to be featured on this blog. Prompts are posted now, so feel free to write things ahead of time, as long as they are posted on or after April 1.

All writers are welcome! This challenge will uplift the work of disabled writers, but you do not have a disability to participate.

There is a post with resources for writing disabled characters respectfully and learning more about disabilities here.

The moderator is Mod K (she/her), and can be contacted via the ask box or messages.

The Optional AO3 Collection for the event is here

Please read the rules and goals before sending asks as they have many FAQs in them!

Rules:

This event will be centered on characters with disabilities and chronic conditions, both visible (ex, paraplegia; limb differences) and invisible (ex, migraines; CFS). For writing to qualify, please have one or more disabled/chronically ill characters as the focus of your story, rather than a side character/cameo in a story about nondisabled characters. Prompts are meant to facilitate stories about disability and disabled characters in the genres of hurt/comfort and whump (also known as hurt-no-comfort).

"Disability" can have a broad definition, and many conditions can be disabling. The moderator will not be filtering or rejecting submissions based on what medical conditions "count"; the only parameter is that the central character lives with a chronic condition of some type which is disabling for them in some way. Disabilities which come about in a fantasy or sci-fi setting are welcome as long as they are portrayed as being disabling in some way which is analogous (eg, a permanent problem caused by magic, or vampirism as a fantasy-disability). In fanfic it does not have to be canonical - headcanons and AUs are fine.

Please do not TAG your posts/links with the names of disabilities you are writing about (eg tagging a story about an epileptic character with “#epilepsy”,) or with “#disability” or “#chronic illness”, as those tags are used by disabled folks to talk about our RL disabilities and in the past there have been issues with writers inadvertently clogging those tags with fiction/writing advice.

Please DO tag your posts and links #disabledwhc2025 and, in a second tag, the day (eg, #day 1: established disability) so the mod can find and reblog them to the blog!

Original work and fanfic are both welcome; anything goes in terms of settings and genres (fantasy, sci-fi) as long as it’s h/c or whump.

You do not have to write for every prompt (that’s why there’s a mix of hurt and comfort!) or every day to be featured. If you don’t have time for 30 days, do as many as you feel like. If you only write either H/C or Whump, you can do a 15-day challenge, reinterpret the hurt prompts to include comfort, and/or find a whumpy spin on the comfort prompts.

If you write prompts out of order please still tag which day you are writing for and the title of that prompt set. So if you decide to post the prompt “frustrated ambition” from the set “Loss”, which is day 21, on April 3, please still tag your April 3 post “day 21: loss”.

There are no restrictions on what content can be posted, but please use content notes for the following topics: "Rape/noncon" "Underage" "Graphic Depictions of Violence" (ie gore), and "Major Character Death" before the start of your piece. You can also use the warning "Creator Chose Not to Use Content Warnings" if you do not want to spoil fic. Please use a "read more" for these pieces.

Please tag any NSFT works (explicit sexual content) as "NSFT". Please use a "read more" for these pieces.

Challenge Goals:

Help destigmatize writing about disability in the whump and hurt/comfort genres. Complete recovery is not the only way to have a happy ending, and whumping already-disabled characters is a valid option for stories. So is having disabled characters doing the comforting, or the hurting!

Highlight disabled characters, canonical in media or original, in the genre.

Make disabled creators visible! A lot of us are drawn to hurt/comfort partly due to our disabilities.

Encourage nondisabled creators to try writing about disability, and dispel fear or anxiety about being “allowed to”.

Expand horizons of who disabled characters are. Headcanons or AUs about a character having or acquiring a disability are entirely welcome.

Other Ways to Contribute:

Do you want to participate but don't have the spoons (energy) to write anything? Here are some other ways to be a part of this event!

Make a reading recommendation list of works with disabled representation in whump and hurt/comfort. Please make sure that these are tagged #disabledwhc2025 and have "reading recommendation" somewhere in the post title. Please only do this with works whose authors have tagged them as whump, hurt/comfort or related terms. If you find a work on tumblr which you really, really want to recommend which you feel fits the genre and criteria but is not tagged as such, please ask the author if it is OK to include on the rec list before doing so, as some people may be uncomfortable with the genre tags being applied to their work, and ask or message mod K with a screenshot of the permission you received.

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Reblog the prompts or otherwise spread the word about this event.

[blissfulbluee]

Gi-hun whump: - Gi-hun lets himself get hurt and hurts himself because he thinks he deserve it. - I hc Gi-hun that he hallucinates Ali, Sae-byeok, Sang-woo, and other dead people he sees. And worse...Gi-hun hallucinates Ga-yeong and Oh-Malsoon; whenever he saw them or hear them (dreams or not), he cries and cries, bunch of 'sorry's and bunch of self-blame since he failed as a son and as a father. - He doesn't let himself be loved or cherished because he thinks and feels he doesn't deserve it. - If Gi-hun survives and gets to reunite with his daughter, he would have a hard time to tell if she was real or just a hallucination, he couldn't even look at her in the eyes, in the end he just isolates himself. - Gi-hun forgets to sleep, drink, and eat for days to the point he collapses on the floor. (Evidence? Ask Jun-ho, Mr. Kim, and Woo-seok)

Omg anon hello and thank you.. these are so good. I enjoy Gi-hun being miserable a little too much. I hope you don’t mind me adding on!! if you have any more please send them my way!!

!!Tw in general but also pretty detailed self harm will be mentioned!!

1. Gi-hun being utterly reckless with his own life as a form of self harm feels so accurate sometimes. He is just so impulsive, and he can’t be doing well. He feels so at blame for everything, that sometimes he feels like he has it coming to him.

I havent seen the topic of him harming himself being explored very commonly, probably because its a bit more real and relatable to some. I think Gi-hun would feel so many emotions sometimes and would feel like there is no way to escape it, so he takes a cigarette to his own arm or purposely scratches his own skin into oblivion.

2. i also headcanon hallucinations like this. he had one in s1 with the strike ptsd, he’d definitely have it now. i feel like they go like you mentioned, which read hurts to think about. he feels so haunted by what happened. imagining him hallucinating his daughter despite her being alive, possibly because he feels like he lost her in a way too. OUCH.

sometimes i feel like his dreams or hallucinations attempt to bring him comfort. he doesn’t really get that anywhere so its so bittersweet to imagine his brain supplies in dreams/hallucinations of the ones he lost..

3. DUDE augh… in s2 i can def see this..especially since i think any type of close relationship gihun could have now would be rocky due to the state hes in or the trauma hes faced. not that it would be toxic or horrible, just it would be overwhelming and take more work since its been so long

imagining him not allowing anything good in his own life such as love. i feel like this soo could be true because he feels like he fails everyone he loves. he knows that everyone is capable of giving and receiving love, but its so hard for himself sometimes because it feels like he’s had to let go of love so many times in his life. if he didn’t feel like he would burden them, fail them, and disappoint them, then maybe he would accept it. he has so much blood and responsibility on his hands, so he feels he shouldn’t allow love to enter his life when he doesn’t deserve it, when he needs to focus on ending the games

imagine someone trying to hard to be let in but he refuses it because of this. he needs it and wants it desperately, but he becomes his own enemy there

4. oh god.. this one is so whumpy. him wanting to make his attempts to being a good father but not being able to even tell if she was real?? him isolating himself because he isnt sure and doesn’t want to cause any more damage??? this is crazy i love it. he would feel as if he’s going insane.

him trying to hide his disorientation to seeing her just in case she is real…

5. OH MY GOD!!! this one feels so real. those are things he already does in canon so it going that far is likely. he both forgets and doesn’t care enough about his health to take care of himself. i want to take him home and nurse him back to health like he’s my foster animal.

the fact that those three could have witnessed it. they would feel shocked and a little confused. they don’t know him well but they’re human so they’d definitely help him in ways they could. imagine the guys who used to beat you up are now concerned for your well being because youre that bad at taking care of yourself LMAO.

imagine this happening in the games too and the other players having to take care of him. jung bae would soo get onto him for not accepting the spoon plane lol..

[cr-aspec-fest]

It's finally here - Week 1 of the CR Aspec Fest!

Join us in making fanworks focused around aromantic-spectrum and asexual-spectrum experiences!

The goal is to create a fanwork according to this week's prompt (aro-spec) by this time next Saturday! (although late submissions are still welcome)

When you have a fanwork you're ready to share, use the #CRAspecFest tag, and tag this account in your post so I can reblog it! (Or, if you don't have an account you wish to share it with, just send an ask and we can make a fresh post just for you!)

What are some ideas for this week's prompt?

aromantic, demi/grey-romantic identities; traditionally romantic actions outside of romantic contexts; cultural expectations around relationships or marriage; platonic intimacy

If you follow this account, you can filter the #CRAspecFestNSFW tag to avoid seeing any suggestive or NSFW content as I reblog works.

Can you remind me of the rules?

Yes! Keep reading!

What types of fanworks can I make for the fest?

Anything! Be that fanfiction, fanart, meta, gifsets, edits etc. - everything is welcome! If you're writing fanfiction, you're encouraged to add it to the AO3 collection here, alongside posting on Tumblr.

Do I have to make a work for every week to take part?

Nope! The more the merrier, but we're doing this for fun, not to stress!

Can I make something about a character being demiromantic or (insert other label)? Can I make something about a character who's straight?

Absolutely - please do! Aspec is a very broad umbrella term, and this event is all about celebrating a variety of experiences that aren't well-represented in media. If it feels right to you, go for it. I'm not going to exclude any works from the fest just because they aren't relatable to me.

Which Critical Role characters can I make fanworks about?

Anyone in anything they've streamed - so the main campaigns, EXUs, Candela Obscura, Daggerheart or other oneshots!

Do I need to be aspec to join?

Definitely not, as long as you're coming in with the mindset of being respectful of our experiences.

Fanworks should be focused on aspec experiences or characters, but other topics or characters can totally be included, and these experiences don't have to be super clear or well-labelled in-text (gods know that real-life experiences are often opaque and confusing) - it's your intention that matters. This is up to your discretion, really. As with the rule of thumb for AO3 tagging - if someone was viewing this for aspec content, would they be disappointed? If so, you can always rework it, or post it outside of this fest.

Suggestive, NSFW and whump content is fully allowed, but must be tagged correctly for whatever platform you're posting on. When reblogging suggestive or NSFW content, I'll use the tag #CRAspecFestNSFW, so filter that if you'd like.

Don't bash any ships or headcanons you don't like!

Please consider adding alt text to any images you post - here's a useful guide if you're not sure what to write.

Good luck, and have fun!!

[mirensiart]

Hi, miry! I hope you're doing well. :) Anon comment, because I'm shy lol.

I know a lot of people are saying it, but I just have to add mine to the mix: I absolutely LOVE your pain-sharing AU. The amount of whump potential it has, the amount of fun you can have with it, and the lighter moments you can explore within it are insane, lol.

For the people in the back: PAIN-sharing au, NOT wound sharing.

Also, just wanted to let you know that it's always a joy seeing your art on my feed. I love your art style and the detail you put in every single one of your drawings. I could literally spot your art style from a mile away, it's so distinct (imo). I find myself coming back to it again and again.

Question, which you don't have to answer if you don't want to: I've seen some people headcanon that teleporting in botw/totk is an uncomfortable or even painful experience, because of the whole disintegrating into strings and putting Wild back together thing. What are your thoughts on that? Personally, I'm not sure yet. I think it might be a little bit like Twilight, where he's used to the pain of transforming into a wolf.

Keep up the amazing work!

Aaah hey anon! 🥹💖

And I'm seriously so glad people liked it, cause it was rotating in my brain for a while and I needed to transfer my brainrot to others hehe even if it means I get asked about the wound sharing a thousand times 🙈 I'm still so thankful over the reception it's gotten! All of you are great, 100000/10 fandom!

And AAAAH 🥹💖 you're so sweet, seriously!! I struggled with my art for so long, it really makes my day whenever people tell me they like it and think it's unique 🥹💖 it inspires me to keep going!!!

And oooh, yes! Good question!

I feel that wild's slate teleportation thing would be more uncomfortable and confusing than painful? Like that's kinda my headcanon at least 🤔 like it makes them nauseous and it's disorienting, but I wouldn't particularly see it as painful (cause like, rip wild if it is cause I used it SO MUCH in botw/totk lmao)

I feel like twilight would be familiar with the feeling since midna's twili transportation thing also disintegrates him into small particles lol like twilight would vibe with using the slate thing the most of the links (not counting wild, obviously)

Though I can see them getting to wind's hyrule and transport via cyclones and then suddenly, wild's slate isn't as bad anymore lmao

[chasing-caws]

New headcanon time folks strap in for some whump and angst!

I’m choosing to believe 5 Mickeys were used for the gas experiments that resulted in the “perfection” of the creation of Arkardy 3.

The first Mickey to be used for the gas experiments was Mickey 2, which is the reason why 3 was noticeably whiny and clingy, he was struggling with having been hooked up to the memory machine during the torturous experiment and with those memories fresh for the first time it was traumatic and led to him being extra clingy and in need of comfort.

After 3, the Mickeys (heartbreakingly) got used to having the memories of the previous Mickey’s experience with the gas still in their mind and it just sort of became routine.

Every Mickey after 2 also struggles with Dermatillomania, a condition that causes the person who has it to pick at/scratch their skin to the point of injury and scarring. For the Mickeys, it’s linked to the implanted memories of the previous gas tests and the phantom sensation of their skin blistering, peeling, burning, turning into boils and just itching, all results of the gas. Nasha helps him with some grounding techniques and gently tells him when they’re together if he’s scratching at himself too hard and such.

Thank you for coming to my whump dump more to come in the near future

[evilwriter37]

Hiiii!

Tell me about Hiccup! Why do you like whumping him? And what kind of whumper is he? 👀

-- @whumperofworlds

I can always talk about Hiccup! Thank you for sending!

I love whumping him because, while he’s a kind and compassionate person, he’s also the sassiest, most stubborn little shit to have ever existed. To quote one of the villains: “You have a habit of not dying when you’re supposed to.” (It’s the truth!) And like, with his number of enemies and anything that can go wrong with nature and dragons? Oh boy, is he some real whump material. (Also the fact that there’s no magic or modern medicine. Dude’s gotta suffer if he gets injured.) He is the definition of defiant whumpee. Plus, a lot of the fandom likes to headcanon that because of his missing leg he feels pain in his stump and phantom pains. It’s very likely that he would suffer from that. (Can we acknowledge how amazing it is that DreamWorks showed a character his age losing something so vital? That they showed that disability truly can happen to anyone? I love them for that.)

As for what kind of whumper he’d be? I feel like he’d either be very impersonal and show little interest in actually whumping someone himself, or he’d be super personal about it. (He has had his streaks of wanting vengeance on people, Viggo specifically.) I feel like there’d be no in between with him. Either he commands Toothless to kill someone and doesn’t watch because he’s bored and has done/seen it a million times, or he gets very into it and taunts his victim while they’re being crushed to death by strong Night Fury jaws. Either way, it’d be a lot of fun. Like, you either get a guy who is examining his nails while someone is being brutally murdered, or a guy who taunts them to the very end. Both are rather terrifying in their own ways.

Thanks for letting me ramble. I just love this man!