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It's July! That means this years trope vote is now OPEN!

It's open for everyone to vote on their favourite tropes - including many highly-requested additions from your 2025 honourable mentions!

The vote will be open until the 27th of July.

We aim to have the prompts list ready for the end of August.

If you want to chat about your favourite tropes, the Discord Server is always active for our wonderful community of whumpers.

Finally, if you're looking for a comprehensive list of the tropes, then here are the A-Z lists that Surro put together some time ago:

The Grand List of Whump A-H [X]

The Grand List of Whump I-Q [X]

The Grand List of Whump R-Z [X]

We can't wait to get the WT ball rolling this year!

-Mods Surro, Yenn, Vanne and Kitty <3

being chosen for the super soldier serum in the first place because erskine overheard his conversation with bucky

going from showgirl to captain america because he wanted to save bucky

bucky’s death being what made the fight personal for him; making him the first “avenger”

protecting bucky being the reason he also stops being part of shield, breaks up the avengers, and what makes him give up the shield

bucky, eyes narrowing: what the fuck your birthday isn’t until-

The Soldier was on the upper side of two-fifty and Rumlow hissed, trying to keep his knees from buckling as the Soldier’s finally gave out.

“Little fucking help would be nice,” He hissed through gritted teeth- Hands slipping and scrabbling to find purchase on the leather through all the blood.

The Soldier slumped forward and his head lolled as Rollins looped an arm around him and dragged him over to rest against a wall. “What even happened?”

Brock jerked his head up to meet his gaze, shrugging. “Pulse blast got his ass, good bit’a shrapnel, too. He’s dazed as hell— Fuck.” Rumlow kicked a chunk of dirt before turning back to the Soldier.

He got down on a knee, grabbing the Soldier by the chin and forcing his head up.

“Hey, kid-“ The lines in his face deepened as glassy blue eyes didn’t seem to stare at much of anything.

“Rollins, find Reilly and get the med bag off him. Wounds’ll be fine, he can struggle through that shit on his own— There’s two vials of epi, draw those out an’ he’ll be right as rain.” Anything so they weren’t going to have to haul his ass back wobbling like a baby fucking giraffe.

And- he was off, they were alone, Brock standing over the Soldier with his arms crossed and covered in blood.