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Intro post!

Hi guys! My name is Finn! I really like writing and reading fanfics, and enjoy a lot of different music genres. I'm really excited to post my crap on here. I write to let out anger and bad feelings so yk its gonna be dark fiction. Anyway, hope I can meet some fellow dark-fic enjoyers.

#Nyehehehehehheheh - Signed: A Whump/Dark fiction writer #I will read but not write fanfiction #my works are all original

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hello, my name’s bluenotebooks, but you can call me blue. i draw sometimes, i write more times, i do stuff and things. i’ll probably be reblogging whump stuff mostly cus i LOVE WHUMPS OH MY GOD I LOVE WHUMPS SO MUCH ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY I LOVE THEM. anyway, i might do some oc shitposts or maybe some writings of mine. i have very inconsistent activity across all platforms so if i disappear off the face of the earth for a while just don’t mind it 👍

that is all

#May I self-promote and say I write Whump? #Hiiiiiii

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No Cws for this one! *Gasp* It’s just a wholesome little prank :]

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Context: The squad has been waiting for several hours for News after Finn left to deliver a dangerous message

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Jakkon leaned back against the wall, asleep, with Pherun huddled in his arms. But after a moment of silence, Morena’s sparrow lifted from its cage and flew over to the two Satyrs, landing gently on one of Jakkon’s horns. Rose smiled, but paused as Enoa giggled, and ran over, tying a small piece of red fabric onto his horn and then ran back over to Phenik who smiled down at her.

Morena glanced over at Enoa and Phenik, before she stood and set an empty teacup on the tip of his horn. Enoa grinned, and Phenik stifled a laugh as Rose raised an eyebrow.

Phenik shrank back, worry playing in his eyes as he remembered how fiercely the Fae had defended her brother-in-law last time someone had tried something near him. But instead, a faint pink glow ran down her arms and Roses weaved themselves into a simple white wreath, which she hung on one of his horns and sat back with a smug smile.

All fiveof the group members smiled at one another, spending the next few minutes handing or tying everything they could find to the Satyr’s large, curled horns, including Silas’ arm cuff, and Phenik’s ring.

Eventually, the door swung open, and Finn stepped inside, his wings fluttering as he opened his mouth to speak.

“Shh!” Rose narrowed her eyes at him. 

“Hm?” Finn looked around and froze when he saw the two sleeping Satyrs, a smirk crawling over his face as he wordlessly shed the coat from his shoulders and positioned it perfectly to hang it on Jakkon’s horn like he was a coat hanger. All five of the others had to stifle laughter as Rose waved them into a different room to let the Satyrs sleep. 

Eventually throughout the night, Rose and Finn brought Jakkon a pillow and a soft blanket before leaving him alone. 

He woke late the next day, at about noon, blinking slowly in the light of the windows as he looked down, then reached up to touch his horns, extremely confused. His fingers brushed the edge of the fabric and some of the other items, and he couldn’t help a light scoff of amusement.

“HEY! WHAT THE HELL? WHOSE STUFF IS THIS?”

Morena poked her head in the room and grinned when she saw him. “Good Morning.”

“Morning Morena. What is this?”

Morena smiled as the others filtered into the room, Pherun clinging to Rose’s leg. “A joke.”

The Satyr ruffled his hair, pulling all of the things off his horns. “And this is why I don’t sleep outside my room. I cannot trust any of you. Not even you Rose.” But a smile still played at the edges of his lips as he set the items in a neat row beside him and folded the blanket.

Rose gave her brother-in-law a fake overexaggerated bow and smiled as he stood. “You’re welcome.”

Jakkon stretched, rolling his eyes as he fully smiled back at her. “I hate you.”

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Dang you, you inspired me brb

Whumpee being unable to lie down comfortably for whatever reason. Maybe they’re traveling or are wounded in a way that doesn’t allow them to recline. Maybe they have a lung infection that requires them to sit upright.

Imagine Caretaker sitting beside them with a folded rag or cushion on their shoulder that they let Whumpee rest their head on. Whumpee is finally able to fall asleep leaning against Caretaker.

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It was meant to be on this blog my bad

Whumpee being unable to lie down comfortably for whatever reason. Maybe they’re traveling or are wounded in a way that doesn’t allow them to recline. Maybe they have a lung infection that requires them to sit upright.

Imagine Caretaker sitting beside them with a folded rag or cushion on their shoulder that they let Whumpee rest their head on. Whumpee is finally able to fall asleep leaning against Caretaker.

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JAK'S

HORNS

Whumpee being unable to lie down comfortably for whatever reason. Maybe they’re traveling or are wounded in a way that doesn’t allow them to recline. Maybe they have a lung infection that requires them to sit upright.

Imagine Caretaker sitting beside them with a folded rag or cushion on their shoulder that they let Whumpee rest their head on. Whumpee is finally able to fall asleep leaning against Caretaker.

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Is Jak currently a famous politician or was Jak a famous politician? That changes a lot of little things.

I haven't really concretely decided, He's still got his job. But he stopped trying after his family died, so he fell into semi-obscurity, but everyone still recognizes him.

He's still got meetings and shit to deal with, so he's technically still a politician, but he skips all of them because he wants to quit but can't because Eynalis has him in a choke-hold.

But If I have a good plot reason to change it, I will, I just don't currently have a good reason to give him his fame back.

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I am going to use this LMAO

Thank you! (Also, what nickname should I use for you? Cyber, CC?)

I feel like Jak being a Literal Famous politician has a lot of funny, sad, and tension potential, I'm just too stupid to figure out what that potential is...

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I feel like Jak being a Literal Famous politician has a lot of funny, sad, and tension potential, I'm just too stupid to figure out what that potential is...

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Wild: "Aren't you a Politician?"

Random antagonist: "I said Evil, not sucking the souls out of innocent people."

Morena: "Come on, Don't be Rude, we have a Politician right here."

Wild: "Yeah, he's worse."

Rose: "Yeah, he's worse."

Finn: "Yeah, he's worse."

Jak: "Yeah, I'm worse."

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>:]

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Jak's Changed a little bit since he Worked on the Vineyard

He's from this

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Badly Summarized Wip Tag

Tagged by @illarian-rambling Thank you :]]

Even MORE of a Trauma Bomb

Lowkey: Wtf

...D:

This poor man

He's pathetic but I love him

Stereotypical Whump

My favorite character dynamics

Wholesome 5%

Oh No 95%

It's kinda gross at times

ISSUES

DAMN IT JAK

LET ROSE HELP YOU

Depression

Death

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I DO obsessively read peoples tags when they rb my art

And, yes, I DO kick my little feets and giggle when I get compliments

#same

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Cw: Mentions to graphic... sickness, blood, shaking, withdrawals in general, stuff like that, Swearing

By agonizing withdrawals, I mean agonizing. Be warned

(Please leave comments I love reading them, even if it's just a simple oof or F in the chat for this poor man - No he isn't dead)

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Jakkon stumbled and leaned heavily against the wall with a soft groan. He needed something, anything. It hurt. It hurt far worse than he'd expected. The Satyr gasped through his teeth, breaths shuddering with every movement as his throat tightened and his lungs shattered in his ribs.

He held onto the rock as best as he could, other hand gripping the fabric of his shirt over his chest as pain pulsed like a fiery heart beneath his skin. “Shit…” Jakkon looked up, gritting his teeth as he tried to level his ragged breaths. He needed to see the others. If not, they might suspect something was wrong. He needed to piece it back together and stand up straight. He could do that. He could handle pain. He could ignore it. He'd done it plenty of times before to fool Rose out of burning herself out. He could do it again.

Jakkon shook the hair out of his face and steadied himself. He managed a level step and quiet breaths, but he funneled all of his efforts into staying upright and could hardly find the control to keep his hands from shaking. A tugging dread crawled through his mind as his fake optimism began to crumble. What if he couldn't do this? What if it killed him? What if he hurt someone?

The Satyr shook his head as he forced an uneven smile and directed his attention to appearing fine. But despite all of his efforts, his heart raced and his focus slipped away. He stepped into the doorway of the main cavern and hesitated.

But before he could rethink his decision, Rose waved with a smile. “Good morning Horns!”

“Morning.” He nodded to her, slipping his hands behind his back as he trotted over and sat down beside her.

“Are you alright? You're awake later than usual.” The Fae raised an eyebrow.

“I’m alright. I will be. Do you have any tea, water, or something like that?”

Rose stopped for a moment, but Morena smiled at him from beyond her. “I do. Would you like some tea?”

“Yes please.” The Satyr smiled gratefully, finally able to let go of the concentration and effort it took to stand, hoping desperately that if he had something to drink, it might loosen the claws of pain digging into his skin from every angle.

“Here.” Morena smiled warmly as she pushed a cup of tea toward him.

The Satyr lifted the cup to his lips as gently as he could. It didn’t help as much as he’d hoped, but it did enough, taking his mind off of the pain for a moment. But the relief only lasted for a moment, as a sudden stab of new agony shot through his shoulder and an intense wave of nausea hit him like a rock.

He flinched, pulling back from the table. “Ah…F- I… I should go.”

“What? Horns! Horns are you okay?” Rose stood quickly.

Jakkon groaned in pain. “Yes… I’m… Fuck, ow, no! No, I’m not okay. Shit…”

Rose’s eyes widened and she started to move toward him, but worry sparked into his eyes as he noticed Rose’s desperate terror and instinctively pulled back to avoid hurting her, standing suddenly in an attempt to back away further. But the sudden motion finally snapped the last string holding him upright and he collapsed against the table, shaking.

“Shit! Fuck! Morena! Get Finn!” Rose tensed, vaulting over the table as Jakkon’s body shrank in on itself and fell to the ground, leaving him to convulse on the stone floor, as Rose began to panic, searching for something to do.

But as she froze, he coughed, blood beginning to foam from his mouth as his body began to shake and jerk violently. “Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!” Rose began to hyperventilate as she ripped the coat from her shoulders and shoved it under his head as a hope that it would help prevent any damage from the stones beneath him as her wings flapped and bright orange Roses rained petals so thick it covered both of them. His hands twitched, fingers gripping at nothing in the air as his entire body tensed and shook with him.

Finn and Morena rushed back into the room. Finn lunged for Rose, eyes widening in horror as he caught a glimpse of what was going on. The harpy pulled her back into the hallway, away from what was going on. Rose resisted his hold, screaming and clawing at his arms as she shrieked for her brother-in-law, terrified beyond anything she’d ever felt before.

Finn closed his eyes, trying to shut out Rose's desperate screams as her nails dug into his skin, just like Jakkon when Eveny had died. Fighting and screaming with all his will to save her, now Rose for him. Though she didn't fight like he had. She fought for her brother, for the last thing she had left.

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Damn

Describing Withdrawals in depth is a lot harder than I thought...

WHY DO 70% OF THE SCENES I WRITE WITH JAK, ALWAYS END UP WITH HIM FALLING UNCONSCIOUS?!?!?!

Uuuuuuggghhhh

I want him to fall on something, not just the fucking floor... but whatever.

WAIT

TABLE

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Mmmmmmmmm Jak

Shoutout to those OCs who say "I'm good, don't worry!" and force a smile when they're actually very very mentally unstable