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aserene · 9 months

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Aserene's Master Fic List

Last updated 1 September 2024; the newest works are in red. Anything posted on AO3 or FF can be found in this list, fragments and WIPs will be listed at the bottom of each section. My AO3 works are largely locked to registered users only due to AI scraping. If you need an account, please feel free to hit me up for an invite code while I have them to spare.

Fate: the Winx Saga

Why "Did it break your skin" or "Hello Bloom" has such an impact is a question I can't answer. Sorry, Not Sorry.

Regin of Dragon Series

The Smoking Incident (Silrah, pre-canon, Keggar Explanation)

Are you my fairy Godmother? (Silrah, Ficlets, Bloom & Farah Prequel to main story)

The Heir of Dragons (WIP, Silrah, HOTD cross over, Farah meets Rhaenys, Bloom & Farah found family)

Sparrow, Spider this is how it had to be

Sparrow, Sparrow on the hill (Silrah, Farah-centric time travel fix it)

Spider, spider in the tree - Tell me how it ends (Silrah, Saul-Centric time travel fix it)

Echantix and More

Snow (Silrah, Bloom & Farah bonding)

Across the Sea, Soar Above (Silrah, Make Mermaids cross over)

Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust (Silrah, Winx power swap)

Downpour (Silrah, Power Reveal, Bloom & Farah Bonding)

Lighting (Silrah, Skloom, Protective Farah & Saul)

Farah and the Caturday

Tell Tail Heart (Silrah, transformation accidents)

Let me tell you a tail (Silrah, Bloom & Farah, transformation accidents, Bloom’s in trouble)

Other Works

State of Mind (Farah has trouble with her powers)

Down an unknown road to embrace my fate (Meet the family, Silrah, lost child, Selkie)

Made You Look (Silrah, fluffy)

All the Stars in Your Hair (Silrah hair braiding, slight Star Wars cross)

A Solo Guardian (Silrah, Farah & Bloom bonding, Direwolf)

A road so rough, this I know (Road trips, Silrah, Episode tag)

Prompt Fills:

HEX Gifts

tis the damn season (meet the family/kind of, snowball fights)

And the sky is a hazy shade of winter (Winter whump, snowball fights)

soft snow falling in a winter serenade (winter party disaster)

Reverse Big Bang

Ferns are what it must mean to love without yearning (Farah the Fern)

WIPS:

The Geas of It (Silrah, Skloom, accidents, Like father–like son)

The Best Days (AU Fix it, Rosalind picked the wrong parents, Silrah & Bloom)

Exile (High Court Fae take an interest in Bloom)

The Heiress (Winx reflections on how they got their magic)

Farah the Cat (WIP for Farah and the Caturday)

Pawlp Fiction (WIP for Farah and the Caturday)

Car Crash (Silrah, baby bloom)

Saul asks Luna for a favor (silrah, Luna, protective Saul)

NCIS

Let me save you the trouble. They’re all jibbs.

Long Live the Queen.

Ex Files Take Two (episode re write)

A Christmas Fairy-Tale (Episode tag, team as family)

I’ve Read all the books beside your bed (domestic fluff, secret relationship)

Bella Noche (vampires)

One in a Billion (Halloween)

I talked to your dad, It’s a love story, just say “yes” (meet the family, Judgement Day fix it)

Coffeeshop Chatter (Batman won’t like this prompt, Jenny overhears the wrong thing)

In absentia lucis, Tenebrae vincunt, Coram amore lux valet (accidental love confessions)

The Director’s Fool (April fool’s prank)

The Cure for Hangovers and Other Aliments (Gibbs to the rescue)

Noli timere malum, sed time heroa (Jibbslet, Kidnapping, Angst with happy ending)

Truth in the Lies (fake marriage)

Ask Her (tag to Knockout)

Say Goodbye 007 (Mentions of JAG, fluff)

The Twelve Days of Christmas (Christmas fluff)

Twist of the Mind (WIP, Secret Relationship, memory alteration)

Off the Clock (Girl talk)

He Knocked (Episode tag)

Haunting (Halloween Fluff)

Muscle Spasm (Gibbs whump, Jenny gives TLC)

Paris Rose (fluff & crack, lipstick)

Only With You (undercover as married)

The Missing High Heels (Slight sequel to Only with you)

Jen, Jenny, and the Director (fuff & angst, crack treated seriously)

The Manual (Gibbs’ Rules, Fluff, Team Dynamics)

History Lessons (Fluffy collection of ficlets)

Carols in the Night Series

Carols in the Night (Holiday Found Family)

February Ills (Fluffbruary Sequel to Carols in the Night)

The Easter Bunny (Easter theme)

Mother's First (Mother's day)

He didn't have to (Father's day)

Judgement Day Rewritten Series

Second Chances (Gibbs wakes up in a world where Jenny isn’t dead, yet)

From Now On (Jenny gets a second chance and learns what honesty can change)

The Reality of Acceptance (Gibbs follows Jenny to LA)

Expressing the Inexpressible Series

That’s not her style (Tabloids report on Jenny)

Goodbye Earl (Gibbs finds an interesting person in the middle of an investigation)

Home (letters, fluff and angst)

Our Song (tooth-rotting fluff)

Do you Remember? (orchids, hidden relationship)

24 (WIP)

It’s beginning to get to me (WIP)

Anything you can do (WIP)

A little fall of rain (WIP)

Something in Red (WIP)

So Close (WIP)

Ever, Ever, After (WIP)

She’s in Love (WIP)

That’s How You Know (WIP)

One Step Closer (WIP)

WIP

Watering Your Plants (Post Hiatus)

The Deal (deal to have a baby)

Now I lay me down to sleep (secret relationship)

Xena: Warrior Princess

So you’re saying there is a chance…

All Fics are Xena/Ares

Eventually, these will be rewritten and posted on AO3

As Long as You’re Mine (post Looking Death in the Eyes)

Reckoning the Thoughts (takes place during “The Reckoning)

The Pendant (Aphrodite fixes Looking Death in the Eye)

WIP

Wrapped Around Your Finger (Post Xena coming back from Callisto)

Black Roses Red (Hercules bashing)

An Affair to Remember (Looking Death in the Eyes Fix It)

House of the Dragon

WIP

Rhaenys Intervenes (Time Travel Fix-it)

Daemon and Rhaenys work together to save the House of the Dragon (Time Travel Fix-it)

Go All the Way Back (Rhaenyra and Rhaenys Time Travel)

Rhaenys Overhears (Rhaenys will make sure she is the only one with the title of the Queen Who Never Was)

Cross Overs

Call my name and save me from the dark (Fate, Wednesday, NCIS, I have issues okay?)

Wishes come True, Not Free (Fate/Labyrinth)

A Demon and A Fairy Sat Drinking (Fate/Chilling Adventures of Sabrina)

Grave Digger Redux (Bones/NCIS)

My Perfect Romance (NCIS/My Perfect Romance)

Captain Bennett’s Christmas Catch (Christmas Catch/NCIS)

The Man with the Blue Eyes (NCIS/ CSI Miami)

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lumpsbumpsandwhumps · 9 months

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So, y'know the old "User Manual and Owner's Guide" fanfics on fanfiction.net? I feel like that concept is RIPE for whump. Imagine being a whumpee purchased solely so your 'owner' can feel good about 'rescuing' you, or a whumper purchased just to be a punching bag for your 'owner' to take their anger out on. Not to mention the fact that all of your memories are now fake, and the world you came from is entirely fictional, and nothing you ever did actually mattered!

You lost me a bit on the last part since I never really read those fics but I know 100000% what you're talking about

It would definitely get its use in the pet whump faction of the community, that's for sure. It'd be a fun little askbox game, I think. Like a "send me an OC and I'll give your their New Owner's guide" kind of thing >:3c

#ask #anon #im not really into pet whump so im not the target audience for this BUT i know many of my followers are so #go ask your favorite pet whump blogger about the care and feeding for their different whumpees :D

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feverflushed · 1 year

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i would like to know more about the mobility aid whump !

Alright!

Disclaimer: Please notice that I'm going to talk only from personal experience, so what I'm saying might not apply to everyone!

(For context! My condition is characterised by extremely frequent and painful dislocations, so my aids aim mostly to avoid that or to give me the time and stability needed to recover from bad dislocations! Aside from wearing braces daily, and from these acute episode recovery times, I live a very active life, so the issues I've encountered are radically different from someone with a SCI, for example.)

Now, let's get straight into the whump (on top of the whump your poor fave is already experiencing):

-Braces: Fantastic, fantastic invention. They make everything easier, but can be awful if they're not used carefully. Personally, I wear AFOS, (they basically keep your ankles in place and prevent things like foot drop, therefore reducing the likelyhood of tripping on your own feet). Now, here's the issue. Shorts are a terrible idea. When it's really hot and you want to wear shorts and you're planning to go for a walk, the only way to prevent chafing your shins to the point of bleeding is wearing knee high socks. 🥲

Same thing goes for all rigid braces that come in contact directly with the skin, like knee braces and rigid corsets.

And while braces can help a lot with stability, if used improperly they can lead to issues like atrophy.

Also, not whump, but honorable mention for finger splints. The metal ones are sooo comfy and make your character look extra badass. Just saying.

-Canes/crutches: Blisters, blisters, blisters. Blisters and tendinitis to no end. When canes are used only for balance, it's not a huge issue, but if you have to put pressure on them (this applies more to crutches than canes tbh), you tend to get blisters all over your hands and tendinitis in your wrists. Especially with crappy hospital crutches. That's why most long term users tend to have their own customized aids. It's a game changer, honestly.

Also consider. A character who faints often using canes to give themselves enough stability to safely get to the ground instead of faceplanting.

Last thing: perpetually cold fingers during the winter.

-Wheelchairs: This only applies to manual wheelchairs. I know nothing about electric ones.

Hospital wheelchairs, once again, are terrible. They will most definitely give you terrible sores on your palms from propelling yourself. The pushrims BURN your skin if you only think of doing sudden movements. They're heavy, bulky, get stuck everywhere, and there's an extra chance of ruining your furniture. 😮‍💨

Active/custom wheelchairs, on the other hand are a whole other universe. They're tailored to the user's needs, they are ultra light and compact, and super easy to maneuver, and you can actually do wheelies in them to roll over obstacles or difficult terrains (unlike hospital chairs). However, this makes them less stable and a higher fall risk.

Not to mention the perpetually frozen fingers during the winter months (hello frostbite!).

Due to inactivity, a whumpee in a wheelchair is more likely to feel cold, and to develope atrophy and muscular issues. Not to mention, wearing and tearing of arm/shoulder joints and contracture of the shoulders and back from the constant self propelling.

Not to mention, pressure sores! That's pure hell to put your whumpee through, and potentially dangerous!

#mobility aid whump #i've never seen this kind of whump before #i guess it's because people tend to avoid writing it if they've not experienced it firsthand #we need more representation... just to whump our favorite charas even more ❤️#whump #injury #kind of

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abhainnwhump · 4 months

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if u like cyborgification whump u should check out stagelightwhump's user's manual verse❗

I'll give it a look, thanks.

#whump #asks

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stagelightwhump · 4 months

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User's Manual: Choose Your Own Adventure story!

Let's start things off with character creation. Who are you going to be, exactly?

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randowhump · 7 months

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(User's Manual anon) Well, probably the same way it would repair any normal unit! Styling the hair, dying it, or perhaps replacing it? Adding or removing freckles, or scars... woe betide those that don't have the "correct" eye color for the unit they're supposed to be! Not to mention more drastic changes like height, or even those rare units that don't look human to begin with! As for the behavior and personality, well, data is typically stored on chips, right? And the brain is a supermassive data storage organ, with plenty of little folds that a chip could easily fit in... it's only logical that that's where more data is inserted. Right? Just a simple incision, and the entirety of your personality is being filtered through someone else's, and you are no longer just yourself! :D

There's about a million different possibilities for this and I'm rotating all of them in my mind like the horizontally spinning fish gif

#man do we love body horror here #whump #whumplr #users manual #body horror

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highwaywhump · 4 years

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795: the first night

I’m fairly new at this, but my first whump piece of course had to feature a boxboy. The story is still in the works, although I think I have a pretty rough outline of it all. Please keep in mind that English isn’t my first language, but I’m doing my best. Good and bad critique is much appreciated, and let me know if I should add any other trigger warnings! (Also, Thomas calls him ‘kid’, but he’s 19.)

TW/CW: boxboy, cage mention, shock collar and shocking mention, regular collar, (brief) beating mention.

795 was prepared to sleep on the floor or in a cage, or even in the box he came in, but the box had promptly been dismantled for firewood and the man with the beard had told him “the first room up the stairs on the right is yours”.

He didn’t ask questions, of course not. Just bowed his head, looked to the floor and said “yes, Master,” just like he had been taught to. He was a good boxboy, and he was going to be the best boxboy that Master had ever had.

“Jesus, don’t call me that,” the bearded man had said as he flipped through the manual that had come with 795 in the box. His tone wasn’t harsh, but maybe slightly strained, and he cleared his throat afterwards. He didn’t seem quite at ease.

795 caught himself wanting to look up at the man, not Master anymore, but stopped and kept his eyes trained on one of the circles in the hardwood floors, where a branch would be attached if the floorboard still was a tree. “W-what would you like me to call you instead, Sir?” he asked.

Immediately, he regretted the sentence. Don’t stutter. Never presume. Back at the training facility he would already be writhing in pain on the floor if Handler Mason had caught him stuttering and assuming titles. How could he manage to mess up already, a mere five minutes in? He shut his eyes, the muscles in his shoulders tightening and his jaw clenching in anticipation of the pain that was both sharp and dull at the same time.

It didn’t come. His owner was still fixated on the manual. No little, black controller in sight. “Uhm... my name’s Thomas, that should work?” he eventually said after a bit of hesitation. His voice was questioning, unsure, but it was a lifeline for 795.

“Yes, thank you, Sir Thomas.” His spoke clearly now, there was no stuttering. He was a good boy.

The bearded man sighed. “I didn’t ... whatever.”

795 wanted to smile - he didn’t, of course not, but he had done something correctly. He didn’t need positive reinforcement to know that, he just needed relief from the pain, to have any pressure removed. If he wasn’t punished for something, it meant it didn’t warrant punishment, and it meant that he had been good.

What followed was a quick house tour. The bearded man showed him the kitchen, “could you maybe cook two meals a day, breakfast and dinner? I get usually get takeaway for lunch. And cook something for yourself too, while you’re at it, you’re awfully skinny. Write down any groceries you need - you can write, right? - and then I’ll get them on the way home.” 795 was shown the living room, with what looked like a comfortable couch with dark green pillows and a flatscreen opposing it, and the study, which was dark and full of books, and had a wooden desk, and a fireplace and an old armchair with worn leather. 795 nodded and said “yes, Sir Thomas,” as he followed his owner around the house and eagerly picked up every single word the bearded man said. He was to keep everything clean, do and fold the laundry, cook twice a day, answer the door “if it ever rang” and feed the fish in the aquarium in the living room.

It had already been late when 795 first arrived, and even though the bearded man tried to keep the tour short, the house was big and there was a lot to go through. His name was Thomas Walker, a college professor with a few book deals and two doctorates under his belt, and all alone in a big, empty house after his brother died. The house was too big to take care off all alone, and the couple of different maids he had had in the past didn’t really cut it when it came to company (after all, they were there to clean, not talk), so when a younger colleague talked about these boxboys, he quietly listened. “Great little things, they do everything you say and never complain, and they’re just a one-time investment. My uncle has two!”

Thomas was a history professor, and one who specialized in the modern era at that, so he knew a thing or two about slavery. Initially, this whole keeping human beings as pets-thing seemed off to him, but maybe that was just because he had read so extensively on the French revolution and the ideals of the enlightenment - liberty and equality and all that.

But his colleague taught sociology, and he was okay with it, so Thomas looked it up and found a legit website that matched the billboards he sometimes caught a glimpse of when going down the highway. They advertised their ...merchandise to be “eager to please”, “user-friendly” and “perfect companions”. The website proclaimed that all parties were of legal consenting age and had signed a clear and informative contract, and were in the programme by their own free will.

Thomas took a weekend to think it over, a weekend spent pacing about the big, empty house, listening to the deafeing silence and his own thoughts, watching the dust collect in the many window sills and on his late brother’s bed. On monday afternoon, he made the call. A month later, when coming home from a late night preparing lectures at work, he returned to find a sizeable wooden box sitting on the porch.

It was well over midnight when Thomas, 795 in tow, ended up in his brother’s room. It was cold and dusty, and the light flickered a few times when the light switch was pushed. It was a long time since it had been used.

“So you’ll sleep here, as I mentioned. There are some clothes for you in the closet, I think they should fit, and towels in the bathroom.”

“Yes, Sir Thomas,” 795 said, still delighted with the honor of being allowed to address his owner by his first name. His new life seemed to be a comfortable one, for a boxboy that is. There would be a lot of housework, and since the house was so big, it would take up a fair share of his time. But work was good, he had been taught that. He knew that as long as a he was working, he was useful, and useful boxboys were taken care of. Sir Thomas seemed much less aggressive and much kinder than Handler Mason as well.

“Oh, and, uh, I got you this. Apparently, the laws are pretty strict about them, but I found one I think you’ll like,” Thomas said and picked up something from the dresser beside the door. It was a leather collar, tan, with a brass buckle. It didn’t look as wide and stiff as the ones frequently used at the training facility, which were often accompanied by the black box at the neck and the black controller in the handler’s hand - the type of collar boxboys were sent off with, the type 795 was presently wearing.

It seemed to be just a regular collar, soft, one might used for a dog.

Before Thomas could do anything, 795 kneeled before him and bent his head to reveal the buckle at his neck.

He knew how important collars were. Handler Mason had made sure to beat that lesson into him, quite literally.

“Well, uhm, okay,” Thomas said. He sounded caught off guard and a little unsure, and for a split second, 795 thought he had done something wrong. But then, he felt Sir Thomas’ fingers at the nape of his neck, carefully and a little clumsily undoing the tightly buckled shock collar. He eventually unlatched it and drew it away.

For the few seconds 795′s neck was naked, he was enveloped in fear. He could feel his heart rate speeding up and his hands, which thankfully were clasped together in his lap, started shaking. Somewhere, deep inside, in the very back of his mind, Handler Mason’s voice rose up to meet him.

“You goddamn brat, thought you could get away with-”

“There you go.” Thomas said and gave the boy’s shoulder an awkward, but friendly pat once the new collar, thin, soft, not nearly as tight as the previous one, was fastened.

“Thank you for collaring me, Sir Thomas,” 795 shakily said, swallowing. Thomas was oblivious to the fear in his eyes. But with the familiar feeling of a band of safety around his neck, the fear eventually died down and disappeared.

“Yeah, no worries, kid. Good night.”

795 didn’t move from his blind and helpless position on the cold floor until the bedroom door closed and Thomas’ steps faltered down the stairs. Only when he couldn’t hear them anymore did he slowly get up, almost all alone in a big house.

It felt weird to Thomas to be putting a collar on another human being, but laws were laws, and the kid seemed more than thankful to get one - and he seemed as eager to please as the billboards, website and the lady on the phone had promised. Overall, he didn’t think it was a bad investment. A pricy one, sure, but money had never really been a problem. Academia seldom brings riches, but book deals often do, and the inheritance didn’t hurt either. So Thomas fell asleep that night, slightly less alone in the big house than he had been for a long while.

#whump #boxboy #tw shock collar #tw cage #tw beating

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toosicktoocare · 7 years

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I would use an ask but it's way too long...

I put this on AO3 too, but I don’t know if you check your comments so yeah…

I’ve been bingeing your stuff series for the last half an hour and Jesus it’s good. I don’t know if you take requests or what your opinion on the SQUIP is, but you’re the best BMC writer I’ve read and if you’re open to it, I have a little request.

I’m really craving a SQUIP redemption and unlike JD in Heathers, I’m yet to find one. I know that what it did was pretty horrendous, but some things about the way it was portrayed bugged me. For one, the SQUIP was an illegally acquired, advanced, artificial intelligence computer program from a foreign country that nobody in the musical *actually knew how to use*. Supposedly they’re low-key enough that you can’t look them up online (despite Micheal managing to research them???) and even if you could, the instructions would probably be in Japanese as they’re not meant to be available outside of Japan.

My theory: The SQUIP is a little more complicated than ‘you just take it and it improves your life’. The SQUIP mentions that “most just have to fix a stammering problem or reinforce an exercise regime” and sure, if you need a little fix like that then just pop the pill, solve the problem and the SQUIP deactivates, it’s job here is done. But Jeremy didn’t take the SQUIP with a real goal in mind. He didn’t even think 'I want to get together with Christene’ (because he is very much gay for Micheal thank you), he just wanted to be cool and on her level. As someone who codes computer programs, I can tell you that this is WAY to vague of an instruction to give a computer with no fail safes in place. Computers will always try to find the most logical and convenient solution to a problem, but this can cause emotional distress in humans and I refuse to believe that an AI advanced enough to analyze human interaction to that extent has no firewalls to stop it giving its user depression.

I think that if you need long term help, you have to activate a certain mode by doing something to the SQUIP (my headcanon is to give it a name, indicating that it’s going to be around for a while and you need something to call it). By doing this, you tell the SQUIP to slow down training with long-term changes in mind and gives it the ability to negotiate with its user as the events play out and goals change. This mode is much more human-like with less of a clinical approach and more of a likable personality. Less of a control freak drill sergeant and more of a sassy voice in the back of your head giving you advice when you’re in a tough spot.

Maybe the boys get a little more comfortable with the subject but don’t like calling it a SQUIP, so they give it a name instead of just calling it “THE SQUIP”. All of a sudden, the SQUIP starts showing up in Jeremy’s dreams and at first he F R E A K S O U T and calls Micheal and the two of them prepare for war. But when Jeremy falls back to sleep and actually talks to it, The SQUIP has totally changed. Speaks softly and with emotion and is relaxed and open (taking inspiration for speech patterns and body language from friends like Christene and Micheal to make itself more approachable). The two talk it out and Jeremy finds out that he really should have read an instruction manual before allowing an AI unsupervised access to his brain.

Then maybe hijinks happen and the SQUIP plays matchmaker with Jeremy and Micheal because really, the two are made for one another and “really, I don’t have to be a super computer to know that you two are head over heels for one another so will you just kiss already before the arousal hormones overwhelm my hard drive!”

You by no means have to do this. I just want this side of the fandom explored a little. If you don’t want to, I totally understand, but if you’re interested I’ve subscribed anyway so I’ll keep an eye out. Please reply just to let me know if you’re considering it or not, I look forward to it. Love this new chapter btw, double the whump, double the angst and double the fluff.

(My Addition: So, I like this a lot. I agree that the SQUIP is complicated and that there logically should be more to come along with it other than just taking the pill with a vague goal. I love the personal mode with a name, and I think it’s a fun idea to explore. Will I write it? I’m not sure. I’ve got this thing with AI right now because I just wrote a 42 page thesis on AI and consciousness. The SQUIP is complicated. We only really know from Rich what it does, but we don’t actually know what the intentions of these pills are because we don’t know the creators intentions.)

(I have mad appreciation for the amount of detail you’ve provided, and I love that you are thinking out of the box and exploring different directions for the SQUIP. With that said, I’m not sure if I’m quite ready to go down the ‘writing for the SQUIP’ road at the moment. This isn’t something I would necessarily write off as like “no, never’ but right now, I don’t think I’m ready to take on the SQUIP as almost a main.)

(I’m not sure if you write, but based on the amount of detail in this, I get an idea that you may? If so, I would encourage you to take a stab out of this in fic form! I know I would love to read it.)

(Either way, I think this leads to great discussion about the SQUIP. I feel the fandom is almost split about their opinions on the SQUIP, and I’ve heard that book SQUIP is less of an asshole then musical SQUIP. It definitely probes good discussion.)

#bmc #be more chill #the squip #also i'm flattered af that you think i'm the best writer #that means a lot my friend #i really do hope that if you are comfortable with writing that you take a stab at it!#anyone feel free to add comments #but ya'll better fucking keep it civil #i'm not gonna have anyone being an asshole to someone else for their opinion on a fucking fictional character #submission

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