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I desire cult whump. I need more ideas for my daydreaming😭😭
It was 2006 and pronouns hadn’t been invented yet, so this was the closest he could get XD
The key to writing good fanfiction is to harbor a deeply humiliating desire, and the trick there is that even pretty basic and societally-accepted desires like “being held” and “being wanted” CAN and WILL be humiliating if they’re intense enough. Become so estranged from human connection that the idea of someone playing with your hair fills you with yearning so deep you feel like you’re going to throw up and you will write some banger fanfiction. It might have some other consequences too but idrk about that.
Vintage fancast, what do we think?
shove that goo back in there
uh oh
The Whumpee Whumper relationship is such an intimate one, even when the Whumper isn't an "intimate whumper".
Whumper will see sides of Whumpee that nobody else will ever see. The emotions that Whumpee experiences at their hands. Emotions more intense then most people will ever express. And Whumper will see them, only Whumper. Whumpee will go through something so deeply vulnerable and intense and the only other person who will be there is Whumper. They are going through the worst experience of their life and the only one who gets to experience it with them is Whumper.
It works the other way around too. Whumpee is the only one who gets to see Whumper at their worst. The only one who truly witnesses what whumper is capable off. Whumper has a secret from every single person in their life, except for Whumpee.
Together they hold these versions of each other that nobody else truly knows. And when Whumpee gets rescued, it will confuse them how much of a hole it leaves that they now no longer have that.
I just found the only youtube channel I will ever need
Slow 1940s Noir Jazz for Late Nights and Quiet Hours. Velvet sound, vintage atmosphere, and the company of a black cat.🐾
motherFUCKER this shit is ai
Use this instead, it’s got all the real people that the AI is stealing from. There are a few vocal tracks though, just to warn anyone else who likes to fall asleep to it but gets jumpscared when there’s suddenly a voice in the room. Maybe that’s just a me problem XD
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Interesting, she repeatedly uses the word “execute” to describe Gretchen killing her apprentices, but never to describe her other murders. I don’t think she actually does her full MO with the apprentices, doesn’t even bother to torture them. She just gets rid of them, shoots them like she does with daniel or just uses whatever’s on hand at the random moment when she happens to get bored with them. They’re not real Victims to her, they’re just toys she’s done playing with. They probably weren’t even identified as Beauty Killer victims until after she started talking about it.
Wow, during his freakout over not being allowed to see Gretchen, Carolyn McCormick actually makes Archie sound MORE pathetic than I’d ever imagined him. Like enough that it’s kind of uncomfortable for me. AMAZING WORK.
I just found the only youtube channel I will ever need
Slow 1940s Noir Jazz for Late Nights and Quiet Hours. Velvet sound, vintage atmosphere, and the company of a black cat.🐾
motherFUCKER this shit is ai
What's a book written by a woman that changed your life or that you consider a classic? Any genre, any language.
I was thinking about how these things never fail to make characters sexier:
scars
eyebags and insomnia due to frequent nightmares
more scars
Nod if you agree
best kinds of characters either:
is/has been an active suicide risk
doesn’t or cannot consider suicide a real option and so is left with an inarticulable feeling of circling the drain
So in the interrogation room at the end of Heartsick. After he has his shirt unbuttoned and half off, and his belt unbuckled… It never actually SAYS that he put himself back together again. It’s implied, and it’s a reasonable thing to let the reader assume, but there’s a lot of leeway there about WHEN and how WELL he puts his clothes back on. He’s also high as balls.
So I think it’s totally reasonable to imagine that he was a LOT more disheveled when he left that room than when he went in. Maybe missed some buttons, maybe didn’t tuck in the shirt, maybe forgot about the belt until he was on the way out. And of course, this is the first time Archie has gone to see her ALONE, specifically asked the guard to wait outside with nobody watching, and he showed up with barely an hour’s notice at four in the morning.
I’m just saying, that guard outside the door has SOOOOO much tea to spill.
I really appreciate that after five books of acting like everything is super ultra secret, then in Let Me Go Archie straight up admits that there have been rumors about him and Gretchen all along. Because that makes WAY more sense, but it also makes sense that Archie would be working so hard on denying it all this time that up till now he would just pretend he didn’t know about the rumors too.
So in the interrogation room at the end of Heartsick. After he has his shirt unbuttoned and half off, and his belt unbuckled… It never actually SAYS that he put himself back together again. It’s implied, and it’s a reasonable thing to let the reader assume, but there’s a lot of leeway there about WHEN and how WELL he puts his clothes back on. He’s also high as balls.
So I think it’s totally reasonable to imagine that he was a LOT more disheveled when he left that room than when he went in. Maybe missed some buttons, maybe didn’t tuck in the shirt, maybe forgot about the belt until he was on the way out. And of course, this is the first time Archie has gone to see her ALONE, specifically asked the guard to wait outside with nobody watching, and he showed up with barely an hour’s notice at four in the morning.
I’m just saying, that guard outside the door has SOOOOO much tea to spill.