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Living weapon whumpee x lab whumpee

Weapon whumpee will protect lab whumpee with their life

Maybe they met them while still with whumper, maybe they met them once they both escaped/got rescued and just became friends, (I like to think they were both in a program to get a caretaker because they didn't know anyone that would take care of them)

Just a weapon who would protect their new friend who they know have gone through difficult times before, they don't want them to ever be in pain like that again

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Showstopper is Out Now!

Showstopper by Rae Ellis aka @painsandconfusion is now available!

Darian Shah is an FBI agent in the Behavioral Analysis Unit who has been tasked with tracking down a prolific serial killer. The killer, nicknamed “Showstopper,” makes videos of each victim’s death. As Darian analyzes this killer through the videos they leave, he finds himself drawn further and further into infatuation, then obsession. Show is a criminal, but they’re a criminal with style. And it turns out that Show has an obsession of their own. It’s a game of cat and mouse, but who exactly is the mouse?

This is the seventh book in the 12 Months of Whump series. Each month in 2025, look out for a new whumpy book!

Both the paperback and ebook are available now! You can grab a copy here.

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Would you say most vampire children are afraid of the day and light, the same way human children are of the dark? When do they grow out of this?

Absolutely! There's tons of scary stories vampire parents tell about what happens to disobedient vampire children who venture out during the daytime. Most of them grow out of it by 8 years old or so, though most adult vampires harbor a wariness in regards to the sun.

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I need help to move somewhere safe, badly.

Kansas is becoming worse and with local law enforcement knowing that I'm trans (as do the courts since I attended court in gender-appropriate attire), it's only a matter of time before that happens. I don't think I need to spell it out.

So I have started a new fundraiser.

I know...I hate having to ask as much as I have, but I'm in a corner and I need a leg up to get on my own two feet again. My housing isn't going to be available soon and I need a way to get to a safer state.

The details are in this link.

I'm sorry. I'm trying to do better. 😣

If can't donate, signal boosting helps. 🙏

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Download a free 12 Months of Whump Sampler!

We're halfway through 12 Months of Whump! To celebrate, we’re offering a free sampler over on our ko-fi. This ebook contains the first chapter and content warnings for each of the January-June novellas. Within these pages you'll find demons, monster hunters, dragons, pirates, rotten-apple-scented felines, and dinosaurs. And hopefully whumperflies.

The sampler is completely free to download, but if you would like to make a donation, any funds raised will go towards paying our cover artist and editor!

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Daily affirmations

I am a freak and that is ok

Anyone who hates on me for my writing has never picked up a pencil in their life

I should be more self indulgent

My characters should suffer more

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the beatings will continue until morale improves

(my morale)

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THIS IS NOT REAL. If you get this comment, they’re just trying to get you to delete your fic.

1) I would have gotten some kind of email from Ao3 if this was true

2) this comment is formatted to be perfect to tack onto any fic they choose

3) ALSO why on earth would Ao3 get rid of entire fandoms off the site? Even if they WERE inactive? Who knows if others will be ‘late’ to the fandom and want some fic to read. Who knows if someone wants to come back to their 6 year old account only to find most of their fics deleted.

I’m lucky to be a reasonable adult who has seen tricks like these who also had a very kind person comment their own doubts.

Please let your Ao3 friends know <3

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instructions on how to hurt a character, call that torturial

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Magnanimous Moonrise and Savage Sunset by @not-a-space-alien is now available in paperback!

In this unique dueling story structure, the same events are described from two different perspectives.   Savage Sunset: Alexis and Ariana are partners and vampire hunters, trying to protect as many people as they can from the horrors of a world where vampires see humans as cattle, fair game for being snatched up and taken home as food.  Magnanimous Moonrise: Valen is a vampire on a mission…one which unfortunately puts him at odds with vampire hunters, who aren’t happy about such a creature being so deep within their territory. 

The paperback is a tête-bêche (double sided), so you can read Savage Sunset, then flip over the book to read Magnanimous Moonrise! The only difference between this paperback and the special edition we offered via Backerkit is that this paperback has a barcode on the back (see below). You can order it from your preferred retailer here!

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Hey, no pressure, when do you plan to write your second Of Vampires and Men book? Or writing in general? I can't remember the last original post I saw from you.

Best Wishes, Dragon Queen Slayer 🐲👑🗡️

I'm going through a lot of personal stuff, so I haven't been able to do much writing. I wish I could provide an update but right now I'm just focusing on keeping my head above water.

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Next of Kin

@medwhumpmay Day 10

Medwhump May Masterlist

content: pet whump, caretaker new master, neglect, rescue

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Inheriting an exotic bird from an uncle they barely knew would already be a huge pain if that bird wasn’t also six feet tall with a wingspan twice that.

Caretaker pulled up at their uncle’s house. They knew, most likely, they’d been chosen because they were close enough physically to make the drive comfortable for the bird, but not close enough emotionally to have already said no. They had been given no instructions other than what they could find on the internet, and everyone seemed to have wildly varying opinions on the best way to take care of these things.

At the very least, hybrids were capable of speech. Not mimicking like a regular parrot, but actual understanding. So the bird could probably just tell them what it needed.

They unlocked the door with the key their mom had given them. “Hello?”

“Hello?” a voice called back, a timid mirror of their own.

Caretaker walked toward the sound–it wasn’t hard to spot him.

The man before her couldn’t be described any way but beautiful, but not the way you’d call a human beautiful. He was covered in colorful feathers from head to toe, only his face and hands revealing that he also had skin. Reds, yellows, greens, and blues blended together wondrously, and it looked so incredibly out-of-place in a cage in their uncle’s old house.

He shied back, massive wings folded around him almost like a blanket. “Hello?” he repeated. The cage was large, definitely the largest of any kind Caretaker had seen, even big enough for Whumpee to stand up or lay down. Though they doubted Whumpee could unfurl his wings in there. It was decorated with various toys and enrichment, which he was wholly ignoring at the moment.

“Hi. I’m Caretaker. I’m going to be taking care of you from now on, I guess?” They spoke softly, trying not to spook Whumpee further.

“He’s not coming back?” the bird asked.

“No. He died. I’m sorry,” Caretaker said, awkward and stiff. How were they supposed to break the news of an owner’s death to his pet, who knew him a lot better than they ever did? “He was my uncle.”

Whumpee nodded slowly. He didn’t seem overly sad, at least. They weren’t sure if that was a good thing or not. “I can leave the cage?”

“Yeah. You’re coming to my place. Listen–I’ve never met a hybrid before, let alone taken care of one. So you’re gonna have to help me out here. Can you point out anything we need to take with us?” Caretaker asked.

Whumpee pointed to the opposite wall with an uncomfortably human-looking finger. Hanging there was a key rack, only one key remaining on it.

“Oh. Sure,” they said.

What was the worst that could happen? The bird flies away or something? Honestly, Caretaker half-hoped it would happen. Not their problem and not entirely their fault.

They unlocked the cage, and Whumpee waited for them to step away before cautiously exiting. He shook himself out in the center of the living room, stretching his wings to their full length, managing to touch each wall with the tips of his wings. His arms reached up, reveling in the increase in space.

“Comfy?” Caretaker asked, and Whumpee startled, head whipping around like he’d forgotten they were there.

“Yes.” His wings drooped, brushing the floor, and he hunched over a little, so he almost appeared shorter than Caretaker. “I can take whatever I want?”

“Only your things,” they clarified. “Whatever my uncle got for you specifically. I’ll let you know if it’s something you can’t take.”

“Do I have to take everything?” he asked, head tilted.

Ah.

The cage. It was clear he hated it, and frankly, keeping a depressed man in a cage in their home sounded like the least appealing thing in the world. Not only that, but it definitely wouldn’t fit in their car.

“We can leave the cage,” Caretaker said. “Take everything else, though. Even if you don’t think you’ll need it, better to have it just in case.”

Whumpee didn’t smile, but his eyes widened and gleamed in excitement. “No more cage? Or you have a different one? Is it bigger or smaller?”

“No cage. Just don’t mess with my things and we’ll be fine?” they suggested. Maybe viewing this as a sort of roommate situation would be better. A roommate who doesn’t pay rent and just sits around looking pretty. Something like that.

“I’ll be good,” Whumpee promised. “I don’t pick at things. I don’t take things that don’t belong to me. I’m a good bird.” The way he said it was slightly unnatural, like he was reciting something from memory.

Caretaker gave him two thumbs up. “Awesome. I’ll open the trunk and start throwing in anything that looks obviously yours.”

Together they gathered up bags of food, the toys and water bottle from inside the cage, a large dog bed. “Good bird, good bird,” Whumpee murmured to himself. Whenever he gathered something, he simply left it by the front door while Caretaker carried it to the car.

Guess I don’t have to worry about him running away.

“That’s all of my things.” Whumpee carried the key to the cage, though Caretaker had left it back on the key rack. They didn’t bother to take it from him.

“Alright. Ready to go?” Caretaker asked.

Whumpee tilted his head, gazing out the door. “I’m not allowed outside.”

Caretaker sighed. “I’m allowing you outside.”

Just then, a car drove past. Not even a particularly fast car. Whumpee bristled, scurrying back into the house, eyes wide.

Oh, he was scared.

“Hey, it’s okay.” Caretaker approached him like a frightened animal, which they supposed he was. “It’s safe. I’m not gonna let anything happen to you. Just gonna walk to the car, and you can have the whole backseat to yourself, and it’s like twenty minutes to my place. When we get there, you can explore your new home. I’ve got a balcony where you can stretch out as much as you want. I even bought some treats you can have.” Though it sounded a little too patronizing now that they’d met him. They reached out a hand. “How’s that sound?”

He didn’t take it. “What is a balcony?”

“It’s like, a little outside platform connected to an apartment. It’s not super big, but there’s no walls, just a railing, so you don’t have to worry about bumping into anything. And you don’t have to worry about anything outside either, ‘cause it’s a floor up and enclosed,” Caretaker explained patiently. “Wanna come see it?”

Whumpee listened to their explanation like a child learning about Santa Claus for the first time. This time, he did take their hand, small, soft feathers fading down the back of his own. “Yes. I would like that.”

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You are never letting a WIP rot. You are doing it a service. Your WIP is a sourdough starter and the five words you wrote that one day were all it needed to sustain itself. It will bubble and be ready when you are.

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Fannish Safety Signs Kickstarter: Now Through May 22nd!

We are over the moon to share that our Fannish Safety Sign Sticker Campaign is now up and running on Kickstarter!! Made with all of creator’s Xianyu Zhou’s fandom love and whimsy, these fun 37 stickers offer warnings and alerts for fannish tropes, character archetypes, memes, and more that one should be on the lookout for. From “Be Alert for Idiots in Love” to “Caution: Dead Dove Do Not Eat,” if you love fandom, you’re sure to find a sticker here that’s perfect for you! Get one sticker, get all 37, mix and match and customize your order however you’d like – the possibilities are endless.

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Ready to back now that you’ve seen a sticker you’ve gotta have? Here’s that Kickstarter link one more time!

And! People who back our Patreon at the $10/month or $25/month level will get one additional sticker as a freebie/bonus when they also back the Kickstarter campaign!

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Divine Whumpee Prompt List:

"Be gentle." The older man parsed through the crowd, overlooking to the fallen being, "It is a god we're working with."

The ichor bubbled and hissed, broiling as it ran from the wound and leaving singed splotches of carpet where it landed. Eventually a cup was pressed underneath the slit, the skin twitching in pain at its touch.

As the divine creature begun to cry the sky darkened, and the spots of rain met the earth.

Obscuring their face, and clutching tightly to their cloak, the person wandered into the retreat. They need help, and yet they begged the doctors to not look at their face.

A forgotten god was left abandoned in their last remaining temple. Searching for shelter from their enemies, someone enters expecting to be alone, but discovered the lonely being.

"Won't that kill them?" "Oh don't worry your pretty little head out- A god cannot die."

"It hurts.", Whumpee curled further in on themselves. Whumper rolled their eyes, "You are no god of my mind. I expect it to hurt."

"What have the people done to you?" The other god near cried as they dipped down to see whumpee's injuries better.