THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT

THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT

I’M BACK BABY!  I’M SO EXCITED!

It seems I am finally off explicit status, and get ready for some shitposting, whump posting and writing postings! Thank you to every single person who supported me, especially @captivity-whump and @justtorturewhump, for helping staff and support to recognize I am a humble whump blog.  I’ve missed you all so much, but I’ve got some good news.  I am determined to finish Whumptober this year, it’s my first year, and I don’t know exactly if I will but I’ve got some great stories lined up.  @jo-castle Every time I would want to stop and give up, I would look at your messages and keep going.  You’re amazing and I can’t thank you enough!

If anyone’s got any questions, or you decided we’re going to be friends now, hit me up!  I’m always down for someone to talk whump too!  I love you all!

I’m reblogging this again, hopefully y’all can see it before I start Whumptober- some prompts are in this story!verse

I doubt anyone will really see this but I need to post it so y’all can understand the stuff I’ve got planned for Whumptober

“If you don’t mind, I’d really rather you let him go.”

He’d never been happier to see his new partner.  Her curly blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, she dressed in her normal uniform of dark green and black, her quiver hanging loosely from her belt, her face masked.

“You Heroes.”  Dark Arrow sneered.  “Always acting like you’re so high and mighty.  I see you’re not above torture.  Luckily, neither am I.”

She threw another knife, hitting her target once more.  This time, Endeavor dropped to one knee after Arrow’s knife found itself tearing through his patellar tendon.

Arrow ran forward to Michael’s chains, slashing through them with unparalleled accuracy.  He all but collapsed into her arms, his body unable to support him anymore.  She surveyed the damage and frowned in disgust.

“Were you trying to lose the other one?”  Arrow scoffed.  “I know I caused you to lose the first one but seriously, losing the other to spite me is going too far.”

“Oh really?”  Michael smirked.  “I thought it just landed on the edge of tasteful.”

Dark Arrow snickered.

“How touching.”  Endeavor grunted, trying to heal the wound in his knee.  “The traitor comes to the rescue of a second-rate thief.”

“I’d rather come to his rescue that yours, jackass.”  Arrow shot back, sweeping Michael off his feet.  He was so tired that he didn’t protest Arrow carrying him bridal style.

As she ran, Michael’s consciousness fluttered, missing Arrow’s nigh frightened looks at him.  But Dark Arrow was good at her job, always had been, and easily evaded capture until they were outside again.

“Where- where are we?”  Michael gasped out, as if he had been running with her.

“Middle of buttfuck nowhere.”  Arrow set him down, gently, against what he thought to be a rock wall.  “Technically, that place isn’t even on a map.  Went to three different Hero Hideouts looking for you.  You just seem to be a rare commodity to them.”

“And Endeavor called me second-rate.”  Michael proudly smiled, then doubled over coughing.

“Easy, there Nyx.  You took a hard beating.”  Arrow said, gently helping him up.

“Definitely at least four-star torture.”  Michael groaned.  “Would’ve given it five but the repetitiveness of the knives and punches got old after a while.”

Arrow forced a small smile, though Michael knew it was fake.  She was still unused to how brutal their world could truly be.

“Are we safe here?”  He asked.

“For the moment.”  Arrow replied.  “This is the best I can do.  I’ll put up a couple reflector shields but I don’t have many.  I didn’t want to carry too much and not be able to carry you.  My quiver may not hold arrows anymore but the shit it does gets heavy after a while.  I don’t have super strength, you know.”

“Then take off your mask.”  He said.  “If we’re safe here, then you don’t need to be masked around me.  We’re supposed to be partners.  We have to trust each other.”

Arrow bit her lip, as if internally debating, looked away and didn’t answer.

“Fayelin.”

Her real name caught her by surprise.

“Please.”

Fayelin’s shoulders slumped as she gently tugged the black material down her face.  With a jolt, he was reminded of just how young she was.  Without her either of her masks on, she looked her actual age of nineteen.

“You’re staring at me again.”  Fayelin scolded, blushing.  For someone who had all but grown up in the limelight, she hated being the center of attention for too long.

“Sorry.”  He said, his voice no louder than a whisper.  It seems that simple argument had sapped his entire strength.

“I’ll start treating those.  I’m no doc, but I know enough field healing in order to kickstart the process.”

“Shields first.”  He reminded her.

Fayelin cursed under her breath.  “Okay, shields first, then I’ll start on the lacerations.”

He meant to nod, to give her some words of encouragement, but the pull of unconsciousness became too strong and sleep descended like an axe.

(Don’t know how to insert line break so assume it’s there)

The cave she and her mentor used to camp out in hadn’t changed in the years since she last visited it.  It was still pretty dark, smelled damp even though there was no water, and had a very small opening.  It had been the best way he could spend time with her while still staying close to his work.  She had just been a kid then.  She wasn’t one now.

Setting up reflector shields was second nature to her, that being one of the first lessons she ever learned as a Hero.  Normally, she put them on herself so she could blend in with her surroundings, but they could easily be used to reflect the area around them.  This way, unless someone was specifically looking for the edge where the reflection ended, no one would notice that the landscape around them was simply a reflection of the world around them.  Killian had told her that no one else knew of this cave, that he had discovered it by himself, and that he had kept it secret to share it only with her.  She didn’t know if that was entirely true, but she had trusted her former mentor so she hoped she had answered Nyx’s question honestly.

She returned to find Nyx asleep, curled up against the wall, his dark hair nigh matted to his skin with blood and sweat, a frown etched into his face.  He must be in terrible pain, she thought.  So she pulled the first aid kit out of her trusty quiver and got to work.

@winedark-whump

Is it just me- or is gently washing blood off of someone, particularly an SO, an under appreciated trope? I mean, we talk about caretakers gently bandaging someone up after a fight, but what about when the caretaker finally saves the whumpee and hauls them back to safety, and they see the extent to which the whumpee was tortured. In order to help them, or because it’s an inexperienced caretaker, they get a wet washcloth and gently start to clean the wounds. Then they move on to the blood splatter, gently wringing out the washcloth, creating a red water within a basin or in a river. The whumpee could be unconscious, or relaxing for the first time in a while, or staring at the caretaker in confusion. Bonus points if it’s a villain caretaker taking care of a hero whumpee who they’ve been bantering with/flirting with and have no idea how to thank the person they’ve grown to love over these battles or vice versa.

Here’s Rae-Rae!

I’m just jumping on the bandwagon, this was really fun to do!

It me!

I loved the way my OCs turned out on @sangled‘s picrew (https://picrew.me/image_maker/94097) so I decided to make myself too:

It’s an S, in the wild! This is a surprisingly decent representation of me, except I have never before had the chance to wear a waistcoat and that saddens me. Also, I barely ever wear earrings but… I can and that’s the important part right?

Whumptober Day #1 “Shaky Hands”

Hey guys!!! I’m so excited for this month!  I’m gonna dedicate this one to @the-wandering-whumper because without darling Marie’s encouragement I never would’ve started this blog nor had the courage to do Whumptober.  So thanks hon, I appreciate you lots.  So enjoy some Lucifer and some shaky hands y’all.

Link to ao3 if ya wanna read it there!- https://archiveofourown.org/works/20856719

The first time he’d done this, he’d had Maze do it.  Not that he hadn’t wanted to do it, but that he didn’t think he could finish it once he started.  The physical pain had its own point to be said, but he didn’t think he could truly cut off his own wings.  He flew with them, wrapped himself up in them, he took care of them, they meant a lot to him.  It wasn’t that he didn’t want to let go of the only thing he had left of his family and home, no that wasn’t a thought at all.  It most certainly not that he cared about how his angelic nature affected him, or how sometimes his wings were the only thing that ever proved to Lucifer that his father once loved him before the Rebellion.  Simply that losing his divinity was going to be painful, both on his mental state and physicality.  That was all.

He had been holding Maze’s knife in his hands for who knows how long.  His hands shook under the weight of the knife.  He could do this.  He could do this alone.  He hated his Father will unparalleled fury, he could spite him again.  Last time he did this, he had collapsed to the beach, laughing, crying and cursing his Father with every choking gasp.  So he did make sure to have plenty of his pillows available for this time.  Wings meant nothing to him, especially wings that his Father was using to try and manipulate him.  His Father couldn’t have forgiven him, as Lucifer did not ask, nor want, his forgiveness.  Especially after everything that happened with his mother.  If He couldn’t forgive His own wife, He certainly wouldn’t forgive His most rebellious son.  His Father wasn’t capable of that kind of love.

So back to the dagger.  He had to fumble a bit, but eventually he got at the top of his new wing.  The blade rested on top of his right wing.  He could do this.  He could definitely do this.  His hands weren’t shaking, they weren’t.  He wasn’t scared to cut them off himself.  He wasn’t scared to cut them off at all.  He simply knew it was going to hurt.  He hated causing himself pain, except when he knew he was getting something from it.  Maze could always spice up their bedroom activities with her knives.  It always gave him a bit more thrill.

This was not thrilling. His feathers ruffled, as if sensing what he was going to do.  He had to do this now before he psyched himself out of it.  There was no other choice.  He couldn’t keep the bloody things!  He wouldn’t allow himself to be put under his Father’s manipulations again.  He was Lucifer Mornignstar, the Lightbringer, the Adversary, the Devil himself.  He won free will.  His Father could not control him.  If Maze wouldn’t do it, if Amenadiel wouldn’t do it, if none of his humans would do it, he would.

The first strike was honestly the easiest.  His body hadn’t quite registered the pain yet, so he pulled the knife down once more.  Then the pain hit him all at once.  He couldn’t keep the scream inside him, and he dropped to his knees, sending shockwaves of pain up and down his back.  He forced himself to rip through more muscles, tendons, bones and flesh, he could feel he was almost done with his right wing.  One more ought to do it.  With the taste of blood in his mouth, his tongue in between his teeth, he brought the knife down, slicing off the right wing.  Thankfully, Lux was a club, and screams were not something that anyone could hear over the music. The knife clattered to the ground as Lucifer’s hands could no longer bear it.  The stump screamed with him, and his left wing hurt, hurt, hurt, screaming out for its twin.  Unable to take the pain, Lucifer grabbed wildly at the knife, cutting his palm open by doing so and in one long, agonizing drag, he freed himself of the curse his Father put on him.  He fell headfirst into the pillows he had arranged, and screamed.  Eventually, his tears of pain started to become tears of laughter as he felt the freedom of being without wings.  For a moment, or a week, he wasn’t sure of the time, pain and rebellion blurred together.  He was sure he spoke but he didn’t know what he said, he was sure he laughed but he didn’t know what at, he was sure he cried but whether it was pain or spite or freedom or grief he wasn’t sure.

When he did eventually come back to himself, he found Amenadiel standing over him, looking horrified.

“Brother, what have you done to yourself?”  Amenadiel whispered, as if trying not to spook his brother, his hands hovering over his back and torn wings.

“I told you.”  Lucifer hissed, unable to contain the tremors now all over his body and out of his hands.  “I wasn’t going to let him control me.”

“Lucifer you’re-” Amenadiel stopped, realizing the pain Lucifer must be in now that he was wingless.  “Come in, let me help you to your bed.”

“Brother, that’s ridiculous coming from you.”  Lucifer laughed.  He wasn’t entirely sure what Amenadiel said was funny but he was laughing all the same.

Amenadiel rolled his eyes, and gently touched his brother’s back.  When Lucifer didn’t scream, he was able to get his arms around his brother to half-walk half-carry Lucifer to his bedroom, setting Lucifer down on the bed as gently as he could.

“Get some sleep, Luci.”  Amenadiel whispered, then added as if he couldn’t help it, “Why?”

“Because,” Lucifer was just conscious of his answer before he succumbed to unconsciousness, “God has a lot to answer for and my rebellion will continue until he does so.”

AO3′s users alert! Unauthorised fanworks copying

Dear AO3 users,

We would like to bring your attention to an ugly situation with unauthorized copying of works posted on AO3.

A lot of works from AO3 have been copied to fanfics.me (we’ll call this site FFM for brevity’s sake) and are still being copied right now, either:

— automatically by a code specifically created by FFM’s owner for this purpose, or

— by unaware or unscrupulous FFM’s users via semi-automatic method (by inserting a link to a work from AO3 into a web-worm on FFM).

All works from AO3 — with a few exceptions (I’ll elaborate on this below) — can end up on FFM without authors even noticing. Even fanarts or podfics.

FFM doesn’t comply with DMCA which means that such reposts endanger fanworks’ creators in case the copyright holder demands to delete the fanwork.

Authors of the copied works do not have any control over them; if the work is edited it won’t be updated on FFM until someone manually updates it.

Additionally FFM’s owner makes money out of reposted free fanworks from numerous Google and Yandex ads on each and every FFM’s page by having people go to this site when searching for fics on Google etc. So we recommend using an Ads Blocker when visiting this site in order to prevent the owner from earning more. Ghostery or Adblock Plus work just fine, but you can use any other Ads Blocker that is convenient to you.

Oftentimes FFM even shows up before the original post with the work on Google search results.

The owner’s e-mail: refery@fanfics.ru.

The owner at AO3.

We are trying to bring AO3’s users attention to this situation and help authors with taking their works down from FFM.

Briefly about the website and its owner

Let me start from the very beginning as it will bring into the light the nature of FFM and give a good example of its owner characteristic behavior.

At first, some person with nickname Refery created FFM as a web archive where authors — mostly from Harry Potter fandom — could publish their fanworks.

Time passed, the site grew and added some features (blogs, pre-moderation and etc.), and all was good and well up till the moment when Refery decided that it would be a great idea to copy to FFM fanworks published on other Russian fanfiction archives — among them from the biggest and most known site ficbook — without asking authors for permission. Even those works that had “Ask me before posting the story somewhere else” mentioned in its text or summary were copied.

For some time nobody noticed, but when finally and inevitably this came out the authors were outraged. It took a lot of time to finally persuade Refery to at least not to copy fanworks bearing a special tag “Уточнять у автора” (Ask the author first).

But after some time Refery — without giving any notice — violated his own promise and resumed copying to FFM fanworks that had the agreed upon tag. The authors complained again, so very reluctantly and after many painful discussions this feature was reinstalled.

So FFM has been notoriously known, mostly amongst Russian fandom, for claims on re-posting fanworks without the consent of the authors.

We’re mentioning this situation just to give you a detailed portrait of a person we are dealing with here.

Not only fanworks are copied to this website, but original works, too. Even those which were already published. There were all 7 of Harry Potter novels (both original text and translation), The Hobbit: There and Back Again (translation) and Vorkosigan Saga (translation) available for everybody to read and download. They were taken down only recently due to the attention this whole situation had drawn, but nothing ever goes away once it’s posted online and you can access the proof via Internet Wayback machine. We know for a fact there are other books on FFM and some actions have been taken in this regard, but still it takes time to find published books on this site.

Recently Refery decided that Russian archives are not enough for him and started copying all fanworks into FFM without any permission from the authors from numerous sites, like AO3, fanfiction.net, fictionpress.com, fanfiktion.de and likely other web-archives.

Moreover, the authors of these works can not delete their works from FFM and/or manage them. The site is in Russian only and, hence, we strongly believe that non-Russian speaking authors even do not know that their works are reposted somewhere else.

As a Russian fan-community, we have tried to stop such activity of FFM many times; however, we have not been successful in achieving our goal completely. Our most recent achievement is that the FFM’s owner implemented the “Don’t copy to another site” tag created specifically for AO3 (here is the link to FFM’s owner post on his personal blog regarding this tag. Please use Ads Blocker!). This tag should be added to each work presented on AO3 in case the author does not want their works to be copied to FFM.

We are of the opinion that no work should be taken without permission in the first place, but this tag is all we’ve got.

Please note that it seems that some time ago there was similar case of unauthorized copying with other site. Please check this link, they give useful advice.

How to prevent copying from AO3

If you check AO3 you may notice that “Don’t copy to another site” tag has hugely emerged in the recent weeks, but mostly amongst Russian users and there is a good reason for this: the owner of FFM announced this tag only in Russian and only on his private blog, so naturally there is no way for non-Russian speaking AO3 users to know about this — albeit non-satisfactory — solution.

There are no guaranties that the FFM’s owner won’t change the rules again as has already happened numerous times before (few examples we described above) and that works with this tag won’t be reposted in the future, but for now it’s the only quick and working solution besides making your works visible only to registered users, which is not ideal. 

This situation is highly unpleasant, but we ask you not to delete your works from AO3, because if the work is deleted from AO3 it will be nearly impossible to delete it from FFM: we won’t be able to refresh it manually and remove the text.

Please note that adding this tag won’t work for texts that have already been copied. Only users who have accounts at FFM will be able to delete them. Each work needs to be deleted manually.

However, the Russian fandom — except for the owner of FFM — strongly condemns reposts without the consent of the author, so feel free to contact our volunteers (through DM or Ask on our tumblr page) providing the links to the works stolen from AO3, so we could delete them for you.

Unfortunately, it is not possible to cover all authors and works manually. So, we contacted AO3’ Technical Team with the aim to bring their attention to this situation and inform about it all AO3 users, and hope that AO3 team will find a general solution to resolve this problem, possibly, in collaboration with the AO3 lawyers.

We are trying to warn as many authors as possible and recently started spreading this information via comments on AO3; but considering the number of works copied to FFM informing all authors will take considerable time, and we can easily miss someone, especially since the copying is still in progress and new works from AO3 are appearing on FFM every day.

Please help us spread the word!

We tried to make a comprehensive FAQ about this. Feel free to ask if anything is unclear!

FAQ

Q: Can I check if my work was copied to FFM?

A: Yes, you can.

FFM makes money on Google and Yandex ads, so we recommend turning on the Ads Blocker of your choice before visiting this site.

Please follow this link, insert the title of your work or your AO3/other web-archive nickname into the field containing the words “insert-title-nickname” and hit “Искать” (Search).

For works rated Mature or Explicit you will be able to see only the caption “Текст произведения доступен только зарегистрированным пользователям старше 18 лет” (“The text of the work is available only to registered users over 18 years old”), but FFM users are able to read and download the story.

Q: My work from AO3 was copied. How can I take it down?

A: First of all add the tag “Don’t copy to another site” (without “ “) to the stories you want to be taken down.

Actually we would recommend adding this tag to all the works you don’t want to be copied.

Contact one of our volunteers (through DM or Ask on our tumblr page) providing links to your works or send an e-mail with your deletion request directly to the FFM owner at refery@fanfics.ru or at AO3. 

There is a third option: to register on FFM and delete the work yourself by hitting the refresh button, but considering that the site is in Russian we do not think it will be very convenient to those who do not speak Russian language.

Q: I got the message that my work has been deleted. How can I check if it is true?

A: You can go to FFM, search for you work, click on its title and scroll down.

After the summary there is a field that should look like this for those fics that have been deleted.

Basically it says that the author of this particular work has forbidden its copying and that only the information on its title, author’s nickname, rating, pairings, summary and the link to original post on AO3 are available. 

For works that are still available on FFM this field looks like this (if the work is open for non-registered users).

Q: My work copied from AO3 was deleted, but FFM still shows some information on it. Can it be deleted?

A: Even though the text of the fic is not going to be on FFM anymore after it has been deleted, the fic’s title, author’s name, rating, pairings, summary and link to original post on AO3 will remain there.

The deletion of this leftover information can be done only by the site owner himself.

Some Russian authors tried to make him to delete it, but in most cases the FFM’s owner refused them mentioning that publication of such information is in line with fair use concept and doesn’t violate authors’ rights.

We are yet unsure how to delete this leftover information. In case you need it as well, try contacting the FFM owner at refery@fanfics.ru or at AO3. Maybe e-mails of a large number of authors will work, but unfortunately we can’t guarantee anything. In case you need it, we can provide Russian text for you to send by e-mail (please contact our volunteers through DM or Ask on our tumblr page).

Q: My work from fanfiction.net/fictionpress.com/fanfiktion.de/other web-archives was copied to FFM. How can I take it down?

A: Unfortunately, there is no possible way for us to delete from FFM the fanworks that are copied from web-archives other then AO3. Only FFM’s owner can delete these works, please try contacting him at refery@fanfics.ru or at AO3. In case you need it, we can provide Russian text for you to send by e-mail (please contact our volunteers through DM or Ask on our tumblr page).

Please do not delete your works from the web-archive it was stolen from, because if the work is deleted it will be nearly impossible to delete it from FFM.

Also it seems that some time ago there was similar case of unauthorized copying with other site. Please check this link, they give useful advice.