Stuck Between Reality & Sleep

I'm unsure how close I am to losing it so feel free to come along on the ride! This blog will likely be a mixture of writing, rambles and such so follow if you feel like tagging along I guess. Not my fault though.

[whumppromptoftheday]

"you have...no idea what you're talking about"

[a-walking-human-disaster]

Self Proclaimed Expert

It's almost midnight but eh. When you gotta write, you gotta write. Sorry for any mistakes. Like I said, writing this near midnight in my timezone.

CW: Description of burning someone's flesh, someone trying to downplay a traumatic experience

Contains: Superhuman whumper, cruel/forced caretaker, whumpee is undisclosed

❝It could have been worse,❞ CARETAKER remarked as they sat down beside WHUMPEE. "You could be dead..."

WHUMPEE's gaze was distant, their brain buzzed. The hairs on their neck were still raised, hands still trembled with remaining fear. They had not processed CARETAKER's voice, let alone their voice from the ringing filling their ear. They could still feel it, still hear and smell what had happened mere minutes ago.

The flames licked at their exposed body, burnt hair, and flesh assaulting their nose. WHUMPER stood over them, hand still aflame. They reached forward and grasped WHUMPEE's neck. WHUMPEE's heart pounded like a drum, stomach twisting from the smell as their chest heaved with each baited gasp.

"WHUMPEE? Did you hear me? I said it could have been worse so stop overreacting. It's just some scars, not like you don't have enough of those," CARETAKER rolled their eyes as they scoffed.

WHUMPEE finally snapped out of their still panic-driven thoughts, eyes darting upwards. They felt their lips twitch, hands clenching as they processed the words. Their face burned, sweat forming on their palms. OVERREACTING? They thought, breathing increasing. "Y- You... you have NO idea what you're talking about!" they felt their voice raise as tears formed in their eyes. "How- how dare you say I'm overreacting- do you not hear yourself?"

CARETAKER tensed. WHUMPEE never yelled, let alone spoke much since WHUMPER began punishing them. Yet now they stared at CARETAKER with enough fury to kill a man. They felt a shiver run down their spine as they gulped. Maybe they should not be wasting time trying to help WHUMPEE... maybe WHUMPER was right? Maybe WHUMPEE deserved their punishments?

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Short because I was uncertain how to continue.

[a-walking-human-disaster]

what's a niche whump trope you enjoy?

I think it took a good five minutes to process what I read lol. But for the answer. So I'm VERY new to the whole idea of whump (hell I found out about it only this year) so I want to say sorry in advance in case any of these are actually pretty popular.

I'm just going to say a collection of things I have been making my characters endure before I even knew what whump was: [General thing & then more details on how I've done it for some]

Isolation/Solitude I have done it twice with each being on two sides of the line. One was the character was just stuck in an endless void, which would scar them when they escaped. Then the second one is the character is slowly left behind and stuck in a place covered in bad memories.

Character enduring a very painful encounter that limits their movement and they have to fix themself up and return to their base/home or they risk being hurt more.

Slowly seeing loved ones die off without having any control over it/accidentally causing the death of loved ones

Being driven to a snapping point from trauma

Characters slowly lose grasp of themself and are scared to lose anymore

Being punished for actions as a child that were out of their control

I guess in general I just enjoy when characters are forced into positions where they are stuck surviving in horrible situations.

[wollemi-whump]

reblog if you want a whump ask in your inbox

[whump-in-the-closet]

I feel like this is a dumb question but I wanted to ask about like um boundaries & limits when it comes to using your prompts I guess? I don't even think that's the proper word usage- (╥﹏╥) I fear I don't have the attention span to scroll through your blog for that /╯﹏╰\ I don't mean offense by that though- Sorry for the mild unneeded added stuff just really anxious... I guess what I just generally want to know is if I want to use a prompt of yours what rules would I have to follow to use them- /genq -🧦-

hey dude i really appreciate this, youre very thoughtful and considerate for that 🫶

i don’t have any rules/ guidelines for using my prompts, go wild, i’m happy one inspired you and i’d love to be tagged if you use it in you’re writing (this goes across the board for anyone who uses my prompts—love to see what y’all write)

hope this helped!

[a-walking-human-disaster]

Wanted to reblog this so I can access it in the future. (I was the anon for that ask.)

[a-walking-human-disaster]

"Be Human"

Prompt Credit To @whump-in-the-closet! Amazing person. Prompt Post Used: Elf Whumpee

CW/TW: Possible Gore, Noncon Body Modifications, Imprisonment Also contains mentioned starvation, implied neglect of needs (like lack of water I guess), and past torture. There is also a description of throwing up.

Enjoy! - This is my first attempt to write whump, so sorry if it's bad.

Contains: Elf Whumpee & Human Whumper

❝You draw too much attention with those,❞ WHUMPER hissed as they stood outside the cell.

The cell door clicked open, and WHUMPER entered the cell, grabbing WHUMPEE by the wrist. WHUMPEE barely reacted to the action, limp as they were dragged out of the cell. They did not even have the energy to fight back even if they wanted. WHUMPEE's arm burned as it was pulled across the hard stone ground, with stray rocks stabbing them in the ribs.

Scars and bruises covered their body as a constant reminder of what happened in the past when they tried to fight back. Their deprived and starved form was not hard to move around due to the lack of weight. They let out a couple sounds of pain from their dry throat that ached with each soft sound that escaped their cut-up lips.

WHUMPEE was tossed forward into an empty room with nothing but a dirty floor. WHUMPER locked the door behind them, crouching down to WHUMPEE. They grabbed them by their hair, yanking their head onto their lap. WHUMPEE just whimpered silently as they watched WUMPER with wide eyes.

WHUMPER pulls out a jagged knife, pressing it against the base of WHUMPEE's right ear, "I've been meaning to remove these eyesores. You do not deserve any extra attention."

WHUMPEE feels their heart drop as they used some of the last strength they had to struggle. They did not want to even think of what WHUMPER had planned let alone feel it in action. WHUMPER clicked their tongue as they wrapped their free hand around WHUMPEE's neck, just enough to prevent movement.

The knife slowly was dragged upwards on the edge of WHUMPEE's ear, making them shake violently. WHUMPER grinned as they applied some pressure on the knife. It slowly started to break through the flesh, WHUMPEE shutting their eyes tightly. Tears started to burn in their eyes but they tried to blink them back. WHUMPEE did not want to give WHUMPER the satisfaction of seeing them cry.

WHUMPER starts to pull the knife back and forth through the flesh, using it as some sort of saw on their ear. The blood began to soak the side of WHUMPEE's head, dripping down the neck. WHUMPEE shifted and squirmed only to let out sounds of pain since WHUMPER would apply more pressure to the knife with every movement.

Once WHUMPER was done with the first ear, WHUMPEE's neck was stained with blood, and the top of their shirt had some red stains as well. WHUMPER pulled the remains left off, wiping the blood off their hand onto WHUMPEE's shirt.

"Stop fighting me, you're just making it harder for both of us," WHUMPER grumbled as they moved WHUMPEE to access the next ear. WHUMPEE was crying from the pain, on the verge of blacking out from the blood loss. As WHUMPER began on the next ear, WHUMPEE could feel their stomach twisting as their vision blurred. WHUMPER had barely broken through the outside of the ear with the knife when WHUMPEE passed out. from the pain and blood loss.

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WHUMPEE woke up in their cell, clothes, and neck still covered in their dry blood. They reached up to their ears, with some effort. Their ears were rounded, the flesh still bleeding out slightly and raw. Tears were already streaming down their cheeks as they processed the information.

Their stomach flipped as they curled up, hands grasping at their ears. The bile clawed up their throat, their mouth-watering. They tried to keep their mouth shut, refusing to let the bubbling liquid out of their mouth. But the feeling of fresh blood staining their fingers made them gag, and they lost the battle.

The bile slipped out their mouth, coating the ground in a clear white liquid. They hacked it up for a minute, leaving them curled up holding their stomach. Not only did their ears hurt but now their stomach ached. Their head was rested against the wall, smearing some blood on the crumbled stone wall.

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672 Words According To Google Docs. Thank you for reading! And thanks again to @whump-in-the-closet for letting people use their prompts!

[a-walking-human-disaster]

Introductions

First post to start off this blog!

꒷꒥꒷‧₊˚︶꒷꒥꒷ =͟͟͞✉ General Details About Me °. *✮ I use It/Xe/Ze pronouns °. *✮ I collect genders faster than I do fandoms °. *✮ I am a fan of lore, writing, and whump °. *✮ I struggle with tone tags but try to use 'em when I can °. *✮ I have a poor memory and a bad attention span °. *✮ My timezone is Pacific Standard Time ‎ ༘⋆ Requesting Basics 𖤐 I do requests for writing indeed though I do expect reading of my requesting rules 𖤐 I do prefer writing for fandoms I know a lot about but I am pretty much willing to write for any fandom. 𖤐 I prefer writing in the second/third person and x readers. 𖤐 I am pretty hard to trigger when requesting something but I dislike it when asked when something will be done/released. I ask for patience and time since I have a busy life outside of the internet. =͟͟͞ ⌕ Extra ✎ I don't ship characters myself nor do I find any character even remotely attractive. ✎ I can't draw to save my life and dislike writing detailed appearances ✎ I am a fan of dark topics and am rarely triggered by such topics ✎ I also do not often form my own headcanons on characters ✦・・───・・✦ Some fandoms of mine are: Cult Of The Lamb SCP Stanley Parable Undertale/Sans AUs Deltarune (But I never finished the second chapter myself) Stardew Valley Saint Spell's Love Guide to the Magical Student's Spellbook Gravity Falls Hazbin Hotel Countryhumans (Not the weird side though) Creepypasta (I'm not very deep into it though) Little Misfortune

[a-walking-human-disaster]

✎ Requesting Rules (When It Comes To Fandoms) ⌫

♥︎ I with primarily do [x reader] stuff since that is what I am most comfortable doing. 

I am okay writing:

- Yandere Content

- Child Character/Reader (Platonic)

- Any Gender Reader

- Poly Relationships

- Pregnancy

I will NOT write:

- NSFW

- Minor x Adult

- Basically any illegal relationships [Including Incest]

- Anything romanticizing negative things such as self harm & abuse

In general, I am all right with anything since I just do not get triggered or uncomfortable much. But I feel like I would suck at writing NSFW for one & the other things I won’t write are pretty reasonable stuff since it’s like messed up/weird in most cases.

Requesting Itself

When Requesting Include The Following:

The Character(s) you want the request to be about Romantic or Platonic Type of Reader (role, job, gender, etc) General Details About The Request (Basically what it is) If not already added please do say if you want something like a oneshot, headcanons, or a drabble or I’ll choose [type of content]