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Whump blog, mainly. I'm mediocre at tagging stuff so proceed at your own discretion. He/him, adult. Literally nocturnal. Sometimes socially awkward so I apologize in advance for that. See my masterpost for basic blog info and navigation. See my intro post for more about me.
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#No seriously it's so so comfy#It's the first mattress I picked out myself because last time I needed a new mattress I was a child so my parents chose the one to buy#☺️...😴
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WoW Birthday Whump Day 6
Prompt: Nonhuman whumpee / Reluctant whumper / “Run!”
Additional content: werewolf whumpee, self-mutilation mentions, werewolf transformation whump
“There’s another way. There has to be.”
Whumpee just sighs, glaring up at Whumper. “We’ve been over it a million times. This is our only safe option.”
“Safe for me. What about you?”
“I’ll…” Whumpee trails off, biting the inside of their cheek. “I’ll be okay. It’s more important to me that you’re safe.”
“I just don’t think I can handle knowing you’re hurting and not helping you.”
“Then just forget about me. Please.”
Whumper kneels in front of Whumpee, cupping their cheek. Whumpee is fully immobalized, their limbs wrapped in chains. It’s hard to see their face in the orange glow from the single lantern that lights the otherwise empty celler. Whumpee had said it would be the safest place for this to go down.
Their transformation.
It happens once a year, apparently. Whumper didn’t know they were a werewolf yet when the previous one came around. Whumpee had just disappeared for a week and returned covered in nasty clawmarks.
“I was visiting my grandparents out of town,” they had said, waving off Whumper’s concern. “They have mean cats.”
Cat scratches the width of my finger. Sure. Totally believable.
“You know I can’t do that,” Whumper mutters, checking over the chains one more time. They should hold Whumpee there at least until the transformation is over. That’s the worst part, apparently. It’s incredibly painful, and Whumpee explained that they usually end up clawing at their own skin on accident, just trying to hurry things along.
They theorize that if they can just hold still and let the transformation run its course over the 24 hours its supposed to take, they’ll be able to save themselves from most of the scarring. After that, they’ll be able to break free from the chains but they won’t make it out of the celler through multiple sets of reinforced doors.
Whumper glances to the opposite wall, where there’s a sizable trough of water set up and a cooler full of raw meat. It’s not quite enough to feed a rabid beast for an entire week, but they won’t starve.
“I’ll take you out to eat when it’s over,” Whumper promises, brushing Whumpee’s hair out of their face one last time. “Wherever you want. Your pick. I’ll even pay.”
Whumpee forces a smile. “You’re too good to me. Thank you for… for not letting me do this on my own this time. It means a lot to me.”
“I just wish you’d told me sooner.”
“Yeah. Me too.”
Then their eyes squeeze closed involuntarily and they gasp, their body going tense. “Leave!” They choke out.
Whumper stands but doesn’t move away any further. “Are you sure I can’t just stay for the beginning? I could comfort you-”
“Get out of here, Whumper! Run!” They let out a broken scream, writhing in the chains.
Blinking back tears, Whumper runs for the door.
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ways to respond to being asked "are you a man or a woman?"
i sure hope not
who's to say
that's between me and God
i'll tell you for $100
i don't think so, why?
probably, not sure though
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A story where the main threat to the world is Goop That Makes You Evil. There's a big bad main villain who got drenched in it and is evil now and wants to spread the goop everywhere, because nobody else should have nice things if they couldn't. Every single character treats touching the goop as a fate as good as death, because surely you might as well be dead if who you used to be as a person is completely gone.
In the final dramatic end battle, the protagonist gets dropped in the goop. This whole time you'll be waiting for them to be somehow heroically rescued at the very last second, or miraculously saved by some buckwild Deus Ex Machina bullshit twist, but nope, into the goop they go. Submerged entirely and without a doubt that they're all the way in there.
And once everyone has managed to process this horrifying event, and the villain is just about to start gloating, the protagonist crawls out of the goop, shaking off smoke tendrils, spitting out something black and oily green, coughing up a few flames of purple fire, looking positively Fucked Up and villainous. And pauses to reflect that they're still the same person.
Like sure they're irrevocably changed in some ways, and there are parts of the person they used to be that they're never going to get back, but ultimately they're not some different person now. And then it clicks. The goop that makes you evil didn't turn the villain evil. This whole time, it's only been their excuse for being so cruel, sadistic and petty, while having the audacity to act like they had no choice. The protagonist muses that sure, making the right choices feels a bit harder now, but it's still a choice.
And in that moment both the hero and the villain realise the same things. The goop didn't turn the villain evil, and the protagonist isn't evil now that they were also immersed in the goop. They are, however, within punching distance of the villain and very, very angry.
#First of all super cool concept#Second of all I would be very angry too. Villain is getting absolutely beat
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Just a note that it’s still crossing boundaries if you’re doing it as a “joke”.
By this, I mean things like messing up someone’s organization because you think their distress isn’t serious and it’s funny to get a rise out of them. Or things like using a nickname someone has asked you not to use because you think it’s funny.
You’re not funny. It’s actually a really shitty thing to do. It’s not up to you to decide how valid or real someone’s distress is. If they tell you to stop, then stop.
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Quote Prompt
“I was planning on taking this to my death-bed, but somehow death keeps eluding me, so I’ll reveal it now for maximum damage.”
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Kind of hilarious to me how poorly the title "Mob Psycho 100" localized to English-speaking areas. To someone whose first language is English, it scans as:
Mob (Yakuza, Mafia)
Psycho (violent person with "crazy" behaviors)
Thus: a particularly violent member of organized crime.
But in Japanese it scans as:
Mob (background characters in crowd scenes in manga or anime)
Psycho (short for psychic)
Thus: a psychic who looks/acts like someone you'd never pick out of a crowd scene in a comic.
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I feel like "I put your deranged ramblings through a genetics searcher and your an insect" is such a better retort than anything people could come up with.
i do this to my friends sometimes because what the fuck are they gonna do? what are you supposed to say in response to that? your shitty little roast is a tree now bitch. what are you gonna do about it
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the problem with having an evil mastermind manipulator oc is that i am not particularly good at being any of those things
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Changing my belief system from "this is the hill I'll die on" to "this is the hill I'll kill you on" has done absolute wonders for me 10/10 do recommend
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i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.
as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."
NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING
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god i hate knowing i have stuff to do it's like bearing a curse
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Infatuated with weird gender vibes. Reblog if you have weird gender vibes, want weird gender vibes, are also infatuated with weird gender vibes, or would like to have your brain surgically wired to a biohorror mecha.
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