#hurt and comfort
We’re looking for cover art for Hurt and Comfort: A Whump Anthology. This is your time to shine, whump artists!
Theme: Whump-related artwork. You can interpret that however you want! We just ask that it be SFW. Also, blood is fine, but please no excessive gore.
Submissions open: May 1, 2022
Submissions close: August 1, 2022
Voting open: August 2 - August 15, 2022
Entries will be voted on by the whump community. The editors will then pick the winning cover from the top three pieces.
Tentative Publication Date: September 27, 2022
The Nitty-Gritty
Medium: Any
File Format: .png or .jpeg
Dimensions: The cover will be 6 x 9 inches (15.24 x 22.86 cm or 2560 x 1600 pixels)
Simultaneous submissions: Allowed, but let us know immediately if your art is accepted somewhere else.
Multiple Submissions: No
Reprints: Allowed, as long as you retain the rights to let us use your art. Please indicate where your art was originally published. This includes if your art was originally posted on AO3, Tumblr, Twitter, Instagram, etc.!
Rights: Nonexclusive worldwide electronic and print rights. All copyright remains with the artist. A simple contract will be provided.
Compensation: The selected artist will be paid $100 (usd). The two runner ups will both be paid $25 (usd).
Submissions are open to residents of any country.
You must be 18 or older to submit.
Absolutely NO minor whump or animal whump
No fanart, for legal reasons.
We will overlay the title over the winning art, so please don’t include it.
Hurt and Comfort: A Whump Anthology, is open for submissions!
Theme: This anthology is a celebration of the whump community. We take a broad view of whump- it can be physical or emotional. Your stories can be hurt no comfort or comfort no hurt, just as long as they touch on whump in some way.
Stories can be oneshots or an excerpt from a larger work.
Submissions open: May 1, 2022
Submissions close: August 1, 2022
Tentative Publication Date: September 27, 2022
The Nitty-Gritty
Word count: 1000-4,000 words
Simultaneous submissions: Allowed, but let us know immediately if your story is accepted somewhere else.
Multiple Submissions: No
Reprints: Allowed, as long as you retain the rights to let us use your story. Please indicate where your story was originally published. This includes if your story was originally posted on AO3 or Tumblr!
Rights: Nonexclusive worldwide electronic and print rights. All copyright remains with the author. A simple contract will be provided.
Compensation: One ebook contributor’s copy.
Submissions are open to residents of any country.
You must be 18 or older to submit.
Absolutely NO minor whump or animal whump
No fanfiction, for legal reasons. This includes thinly veiled fanfiction.
Edits: Stories will be lightly edited for spelling and grammar. The content of the story will not be changed, and all edits will be sent to you for approval.
Submissions will open on May 1 at 12:00 am CET time. That’s less than a day away!
We have been blown away by the support y’all have shown, and we can’t wait to read your stories and see your art!
June 8th- Bedside vigil
Cw: coma(ish), unconscious, bruises, implied kidnapping, abuse
The darkness swallowed the room whole, seeping away at their warmth and hope until nothing was left within Caretaker but cold, dark fear.
The soft glow of the nightlight barely seemed to make a difference, illuminating a small circle of wall and floor around it, but nothing more.
The curtains were drawn tight over the shut window, yet the cold somehow still managed to slip in, chilling Caretaker to their bones.
With a shiver, they leaves forwards, grabbing the folded blanket off the foot of the bed and fanning it over Whumpee’s unconscious form.
If they were cold, Whumpee had to be freezing…
For a moment, caretaker paused, squinting through the darkness as they tried to make out the bruised features of their friend, but all they could see were layers of shadows upon a canvas of darkness.
With a sigh, they slumped forwards, arms falling to rest against the mattress as their head dropped.
They were nearing the three day mark. Three days since they had rescued Whumpee from that horrible, horrible place. Three days and they hadn’t woken up.
Caretaker wasn’t entirely sure when they had begun to drift off, but the next thing they knew they were jolting awake to a light knock on the door.
“Caretaker?” A soft voice called through the wood, as the knob jiggled and the door slowly swung open. “I brought you some food…”
“Thanks, Friend,” Caretaker sighed, wincing as they say up straight, their back cracking. They blinked a few times, clumsily rubbing the sleep from their eyes.
“Of course,” Friend smiled sadly, propping open the door with their foot as they stepped inside, flicking on the light with them. “Any change?”
Caretaker let out a small groan, squeezing their eyes shut against the sudden exposure.
They took a moment to adjust to the light, their eyes bloodshot and cloudy as they glanced over to Whumpee’s abused face, looking exactly the same as it had all those hours prior.
“Still asleep,” Caretaker mumbled, heart twisting as they smoothed the blankets over Whumpee’s chest.
