#bloodlight

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Welcome to Whump of the Week! I'm mostly planning to do this with my OCs, but honestly if anyone wants to tell me about their silly little whump OCs, go for it! I'd love to talk about them, even if I don't offer much exposure.

CONTENT: Kidnapping, stalking, dehumanization, pet whump, fantasy whump

Ribcage (Whumper)

Ribcage is a nonhuman whumper. He's about 28 in human years, but he's a few thousand years old in actuality.

He mostly takes joy in harming humans. He believes all humans are evil and deserve to be treated like the scum they are. To even grace them with his presence is a blessing. To be tortured by him, you should be grateful.

Ribcage uses corruptive dark magic. When he uses this magic, he loses all sense of himself. If you thought you were suffering before, you're in for a real treat now.

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Sindurath was steal healing his relationship with Ellysandra, so he stayed at his house the night prior. He woke up in his old room and neglected to put on a shirt out of old habits as he made his way to the kitchen to raid it for breakfast. He made his way downstairs and into the kitchen that hadn’t seen much use as of late. Sin was about to change that, however. Blood must have already gotten the eggs that morning, which made life easier for him as he hunted down a pan to use on the stove. After successfully procuring the proper equipment, Sin muttered a soft spell to start a small fire under the pan as he began to crack three eggs into a bowl and add a variety of seasoning. After properly beating the devil out of it, he introduced the concoction to the pan before sprinkling in some leftover chicken from the night before and a healthy slice of cheese. 

He left the omelette to cook for a moment before raiding the chest for a bottle of water. When Sin got up and turned around, there was the familiar face of his mother. And a familiar pain in his chest as her groggy eyes passed over him. “Good morning, Mom. Want some eggs?” 

Sin could’ve been talking to a wall at that point, feeling her gaze transfixed upon the discolored scar in the center of his chest. He folded and plated the omelette before walking around the counter, in front of Titan. Sindurath didn’t need to be able to read minds to see that she was remembering a rather unpleasant memory. “What did I...” A whisper broke the silence as Sin was immediately wrapped up in an embrace. Titan hugged her son close as he felt a warm tear fall against his chest. Sin returned the embrace, rubbing her back in a comforting manner as he took a deep breath. “Sin, I’m so sorry.” Titan managed to speak in a broken voice plagued with sobbing. 

“Titan, mom, it was ten years ago. And you weren’t you. I could tell that then. You’re you now. We all did things we regret under his control. I’m here now. That’s what matters. We don’t have to dwell on the sins of the past. What we do in spite of them to heal is what matters,” Sin suggested as he continued to hold Titan as she let out her emotion.

She continued to apologize as Blood walked into the room. It took him a few seconds to catch on before he placed a hand on Titan’s shoulder. “Hey, love. Everything's okay now. You’re here with us. Sin obviously still loves you.” 

“Nothing’s gonna change that Mom. Not even Death did. When I first got to Acherus, you were the first person I asked for,” Sindurath reassured her, “When I say I’m fine and going to be, you know I’m being truthful, mom. The only time I ever lied to you was when I was drunk. Even then you saw right through it”

That last line brought out a pained laugh from the much smaller elf. The traces of a faint smile pulled at her lips, as she sniffled the tears back. She loosened the hug enough to look up at Sin to see his comforting smile before turning to Blood who offered another pillar of support. She let go of Sin and then latched onto Blood who wrapped her in his arms. 

Sin grabbed his plate and sat on the counter and waited as they continued to discuss the past and to an understanding. As Titan continued to calm down and heal ever so much, Sin looked out the window and saw Ellysandra walking away from the house. Shit. That must’ve explained the eggs. 

 Blood had stayed up late, worried about his son. Sin said that Elly and he had a get together with fellow training mates that night, but it was really late. Even Sin was never as late as he was. In that moment of his deep thought, Sin walked through the door with Elly supporting him. “But what if my dad finds out we got drunk? Elly, I love you, I have to tell you before he kills me.”

“Sin, you got drunk. I’ve been babysitting you all evening. I love you too, you idiot.”  “Sin did what?” Blood got off the couch and walked towards the pair, attempting to hide his laughter because he was supposed to be in parent mode. “What took you two so long to get home?” He instinctively went to support the other side of his son.

“Sin got drunk! We went to a party! It was such a good time.” Sin added, not realizing that it was his dad. “Thank you for helping me, stranger. Elly, who is this guy? He’s my new best friend!”

Elly couldn’t help but chuckle as they made their way to his room, and they got him in his bed. “Thank you new best friend! Thank you, Elly!” Sin yelled after them as he clutched a pillow closely whilst Blood and Elly walked out of the room.

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She left. She was gone. 

Titan disappeared without even telling me goodbye. I’m her boyfriend, for light’s sake. She could have at least given me that much. I was in shock more than anything. I tried looking for her for weeks upon weeks for the first few months to no avail. I was missing a lot of training, which I couldn’t afford to do.

After I reluctantly ended the search, my top priority was kicking some serious training ass. I spent nearly every waking moment at the field, or with some type of exercise to keep my mind far from her. If i thought about that flowing, blonde hair and that amazing set of... EYES, I would shut down.I couldn’t function as well without her. She and I made the perfect team, and there was a big Titan shaped hole. I couldn’t think straight unless I was occupied.

This turned into long nights, in my bunk, just thinking about her. I stayed up way past light’s out, and just remembered what we used to do together. What she looked like. The way she would smile at me after I told a stupid joke, or the way she rolled her eyes at me after I flashed my stupid grin. The way she was perfect, with all her imperfections. Her horrible form had even gotten better! She could ride a hawkstrider without falling off every five seconds! 

Then, after this year of restlessness, she started running across the training field. I was in the middle of teaching some kids how to properly hold a sword, but to fel with them. The most beautiful thing in exsistance, and the love of my life was running towards me. I dropped everything and ran to her, and we embraced. I didn’t care about any excuse she had, I was glad to have my baby back.