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Happy Stabmas!!!!

I’m a few days late, but I had so much fun writing this for the ides of march!

A new verse, this write features my sweet little fae and some mean human rejecting her hospitality.

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It’s crude, a long piece of wood sharpened over and over again on rough stone to make some semblance of spear. She doubts it will actually work if she’s caught, but it’s the closest thing she has to a weapon. If she manages to run far enough, fast enough, it might serve as something to protect her.

She’s waited until nightfall- the monster is typically out hunting for her own prey by then- before she tries her escape. The crickets are chirping, and in the distance she can hear the soft babble of a creek. The world is bright underneath the numerous stars. It almost seems like a mockery that such a beautiful and peaceful place has been her prison for so long.

#stabmas #escape attempt #mind control #name stealing #imprisonment #stabbing #screaming #bleeding #crawling #all the fun stuff #Eleonora #Rhian

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BTHB Fill #1 Mind Control (requests are open please send some!) Storyline: Zinjiq. Part 2- invasions and rebellions Main OCs: Sajia and Batzorig See tags for TWs!

Full write under the cut

#noncon #fade to black noncon #forced stripping #mind control #bad things happen bingo #face wound #stabbing #torture #beating #begging #intimate whumper #bleeding #struggling #yeah i think that covers it #zinjiq #batzorig #sajia #invasions and rebellions

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Anonymous asked:

🛡 hurt protecting someone else for the asks?

Ohhhh love this one! Thank you!

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Her heart is in her throat when she sees him go down, thrown violently from his horse. The scene unfolds almost in slow motion in front of her, and as fate would have it, the side of his head collides with a rock and rendering him motionless. For a terrifying moment, she fears the worst, and she’s moving before she can think. She’s running into the thick of the battle as fast as she can, praying that he was simply knocked out

Her hands are shaking as she skids to a halt beside her husband, reaching towards the bloody wound on the side of his head. “My love?” He’s breathing, she can see the steady rise and fall of his chest. “Come on-” She grabs his arm, trying to haul him up, if he won’t come around quick enough, she’ll have to drag him away from the battlefield. She should be able to, as long as-

#hurt protecting someone else #head injury #swordfight #bleeding #unconscious #why is tagging so hard #zinjiq #rahim #sajia

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For @whumpay2022 Day 4: I had it handled

This is part of the AU with @abstractwhump (currently called our “sad au” even though a more interesting name will probably be developed one day)

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She wakes to the sound of swords clashing.

Rahim is already alert next to her, his eyes wide in horror in the dim light. Are they under attack?

He scrambles to his feet, grabbing his sword, and Sajia follows quickly as he runs to the door and throws it open.

Her mind can hardly process the scene. Their guards are fighting for their lives, enemy soldiers and enemy mages attacking with a brutality that Sajia has never been witness to before. Bodies are on the ground. One of them swings a sword in her direction, and Sajia acts on instinct, spinning out of the way before blasting them back with a powerful gust of wind. Another soldier lunges at her, and her husband intercepts him, fire lighting up the hall and the soldier’s screams echo as she backs up, feeling the panic shoot through her as she frantically looks around, heart stopping at the confirmation of her worst fear.

#whumpay2022 #day 4 #i had it handled #character death #stabbed #bleeding #sorry Sajia my love #sad au #jolani minhas #sajia #rahim

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For @whumpawoman Angstpril day 16 and 17

Prompts: Exhaustion and Self Sacrifice

A collab write with @abstractwhump. Lianwen is Marsh’s character, and this is set in Khagai for our “sad au” (we have so many aus). Thank you Marsh for helping me with this write <3

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At least it’s not a cell.

She can admit that her life has improved drastically. It’s infinitely better than the past year that she spent as a prisoner, used as some general’s personal stress relief whenever he needed a power trip. It was sheer luck to run into the prince of all people, and she’s even luckier that he’s the kindest person she’s met in this foreign place.