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Hello!

Thank you for the question! I am assuming this is for @whumpmasinjuly hence tagging @whumpmasinjuly-archive as well.

The answer is that it varies by character.

I usually write about Arjun and Jaime Lannister.

For Arjun, Vagdhandaja is a story I genuinely have cried writing, and I am sure that story has even more scenes that can bring me near tears. But I like it regardless, because, unlike canon, what happened to Arjun is recognised as wrong. His mother and his wife help him heal, for all that he was hurt severely.

For Jaime, The War That Outlasted Christmas is my favourite in the ones I have posted about him, because, again, for all that he has been and will be hurt in multiple ways of varying severity, his parents and people who care about him will step up to protect him and help him with healing.

In my as yet unpublished works, I do enjoy Yathamathi for Arjun (which I am revamping) and Through Trails and Trials for Jaime, because both of these, again, feature enormous hurt to either the PoV character or someone they care about, along with a dash of misunderstood whumpee, but the misunderstandings about them resolve splendidly in story.

Honorable mention definitely goes to Embers and Shards, my Caelon PoV of the amazing Sun and Glass series by @whumpflash Exploring Caelon’s trauma is a difficult, but very rewarding thing to do!

Hey there, thank you for reaching out to me with this piece of information. I totally came across the Sacred Path servor by what felt like chance at about four or five in the morning this morning, joined up, realized that another mod from Isle of Skye is on there, and heard the news from her. 

While I’m sad to see Isle of Skye fade into oblivion, sometimes that happens, and there’s nothing you can really do about it except move on. 

I’m glad that it was simply of case of the servor dying out instead of me getting kicked for some strange reason, as that’s what I was worried about for a few moments last night and this morning. Mainly because that’s what happened with a Dungeons and Dragons servor I was on, one of a few I’m a member of, and my brain, worried about things going wrong in my household, decided to take the wheel on the worry train all the way home if you know what I mean. 

Yes, I’m glad that the latest update on Discord is finished and accessibility is once again restored. I’ll become active on the Sacred Paths servor as soon as I am able. Got to deal with some crazy stuff behind the scenes and in my household first. 

Anyway, ramble aside, thank you again for reaching out to me. I’m glad that I made a good impression on the Isle of Skye servor when it was still alive, as there were a few times where I felt like I was that asshole. 

Tagged here by @dollypopup: list the first paragraph of your last 10 fics (and find a pattern)

I’m starting by most recently published, and aside from Soul Eater, I’ll just list the fandom.

Resonance Dream [SoulxMaka]

Maka yelled out of desperation.

The Priestess of Arendelle [Bleach Frozen crossover]

As the dark clouds started to collect in the West the captain assured the King that the storm would blow over. By twilight it was clear that the storm was going to overtake them there was no other course of action but to go through it.

Worst Joke Ever! [Twilight]

…The rain was louder than usual as I made my way to the regular lunch table. Jessica looked up briefly but was more interested in what Mike was doing. Good, I really wasn't in the mood to talk. Angela smiled at me as I sat down, shaking droplets out of my hair. The rain sucked. Immediately I looked to the lunch table in the corner, and sucked in a breath. He was already there, looking at me.

Don’t Stay [The Hunger Games] ****Trigger warning, syringe, torture…*****

"AGAIN," The harsh command was spat by President Snow. He watched as the medics picked up the syringe and walked to the side of the table. The young man was sweating profusely and had a wild look in his eye as he watched the man approaching with the syringe. Snow was reminded of a wounded animal sensing the hunters approach, hoping for a quick death, ah but death was not the goal. Not in this case, no, he sighed, death would be a gift.

God of Thunder and the Panther King [Bleach] *language*

Grimmjow was fuming he had been taken out by that prissy mother fucker…Lethal Dose Quincy…he wasn't going to be bothered to remember that guy's name. The only consolation was apparently Kurosaki Ichigo was also taken out. Only to be rescued by that woman. He spat, ha woman! She was more of a beast than he was.

Phantom Tag [Bleach]

The world was a silent blur and passed through her senses as such.

Confrontation [Bleach]

Ichigo lay on top of his bed hands jammed under his pillow below his head staring at the shadows formed by the street light outside his window. He was finally, mercifully, alone. Yuzu had taken Kon, she and Karin were staying at Urahara's shop for a friendly sleepover with Jinta and Ururu. It was good for the girls to hang out with other kids. As for Isshin he was in bed, not exactly sleeping, but more or less unconscious.

Reason to Live [Seven Deadly Sins (Nanatsu no Taizai)]

Twilight was turning the sky an incredible flaming shade of burnt orange to the West. On her left the sky was deepening into a an inky purple that would soon be black. The brightest stars were starting to wink in the East and the clouds were a riot of pinks, some with bright golden outlines while the ones above were turning a dark cobalt blue.

Of Loss and Longing [Seven Deadly Sins (Nanatsu no Taizai)]

All the alcohol coursing through his system could never be enough to erase the pain constantly in his heart. If he wasn't fighting there was nothing to distract him from the loss he endured twenty years ago.

Closer [Bleach]

Ichigo had snuck back into Urahara's shop with the sole intent to hide out in the training facility the former captain had most impressively placed underneath the shop. He settled down a ways away from the hot springs also located in the massive underground cavern.