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@riskofpain
this got Numbers on twitter so i’m posting here cause i literally have nothing else going on but working on my webcomic which you can read here and support here
(wip) not me projecting on to julius again :^)
i'm not weird i just think boys are cute when they're covered in blood and scratches and bruises
[really normal voice] He looks so good. covered in blood
i love having ocs i get to play with them like dolls and throw them around and rip them apart with my teeth every day
Autumn is peak hurt/comfort season.
If you really want to torment your whumpee, but can't realistically do anything more to them without killing them, let he heal, but make them really sensitive to bandage adhesives. Itchy AF. And taking just as long to heal as the wound itself.
Itchy. A. F.
Also, healing wounds can be super itchy on their own, and itchiness is sometimes fking worse than pain honestly. I rawdogged top surgery recovery (I took like 1 tylenol the first night and that was it, yes I'm an idiot) and the worst fucking part was genuinely how itchy I was under the bandages the first week but couldn't scratch it
sorry i said it was hot when you were bleeding out :/ you literally didnt die why are you mad at me
I want that twink whumped
blood “loss”? well it’s not lost. i know exactly where it went. right over there.
Thoughts on the Catharsis of Whump
I know this does not apply to everyone, but I think a LOT about how whump (and kink, even; sexual or non sexual) can be such a strong allegory for dealing with and processing trauma.
I've been dealing with emotional CPTSD for as long as I can remember, and that shit is COMPLICATED. It doesn't have a logical basis to it. You just feel like shit, you're scared and lash out and you can't find a reason, because there's not one inciting event, it's the amalgam of every little thing that's happened over time.
Emotions don't always make sense. You can tell yourself all you want that you're safe, that it's just your anxiety, that the absolute worst thing that could happen right now probably isn't all that bad. But it doesn't matter, your body reacts accordingly.
But you know what does make sense, more often than not? Pain. Physical, tangible pain.
I have a much harder time writing strictly emotionally hard-hitting scenes because they are so close to my own experience that things get...really foggy. When you're triggered by something, you can't always apply logic, because your instinct just reacts. It's trying to keep you safe, of course, but that doesn't always mean the danger is real enough to warrant such a response.
Being hurt, emotionally or physically, is often accompanied by a feeling of vulnerability, which is...really scary to a lot of people, and rightfully so--to be vulnerable is to not have control of your situation, leaving you open to harm. But when most of the pain you have experienced is so rooted in something as vague and ambiguous as emotion, it can be hard to pinpoint why something feels like a threat, especially if you think very concretely like I do. To take that core feeling of vulnerability and apply it to something that makes more sense, like an injury or illness, makes that feeling more concrete in a way that is much easier to explore--and by shifting the focus off of ourselves to a fictional character that we can project on to, it doesn't feel quite as daunting.
As a whole, I think roleplay and fictional narratives have the potential to be extremely effective avenues of processing complex trauma, if used in the right way. It's not an effective tool for everyone, nor am I trying to advocate some sort of DIY-trauma-therapy (there are a lot of complex factors that go into that, as well as background knowledge and safety measures that must be established), but I think it's pretty neat, and at the very least worth further research.
So, are we just sadomasochists in terms of fictional characters? Maybe sometimes. But for me, I feel like it's really no different from engaging in play therapy.
I've always been a really big fan of "the cure is more painful than the ailment" trope.
wounds that have to be treated long after the adrenaline wears off. having to disturb marred nerve endings that finally thought they had a break, but they can't rest yet. getting stabbed was nothing, at least it was quick and unexpected, now it's such a slow, agonizing process. they know it's for their own good, they know that they can't let it fester, but their body is going into fight or flight mode because it can't tell the difference. the survival instinct has kicked in and logic has taken a back seat.
I want that twink whumped
What do you like most about whump?
I like seeing the different responses characters have to dire circumstances.
I like watching the different reactions to pain, seeing what that says about characters' personalities.
I like watching the stoicism and facade fade away under the pain.
I like the catharsis of recovery from trauma.
I like the vulnerability.
I like characters doing whatever it takes to survive.
But mostly, I like nifty characters throw into extreme unfortunate situations.
blood sexy
I like projecting my trauma and things I have yet to fully process on to a character in a way that evokes a similar feeling of fear and vulnerability, but in a way that is very physically based rather than emotionally because putting it in a different context makes it easier to process. :') and also blood sexy
spending a long time scrolling the hurt/comfort tag, call that whumpster diving…
so I forgot to talk about this but just fyi it’s entirely realistic for your whumpee get lightheaded/almost pass out even if they’re good at dealing with pain and/or not particularly panicky.
sometimes your body just reacts even when you can rationalize that you’re fine (even after the fact) because your adrenaline just TANKS. insanely frustrating to deal with, but also insanely good potential for situations to put a whumpee in. :^)
brought to you by being a medical assistant who has a pretty good pain tolerance and is not easily squeamish, but still almost passing out after getting a thumb abscess drained.
So true! The first time I got stitches while awake I thought I’d be fine (I’m doing a degree in surgical nursing so it’s not like I was squeamish)
It was actually the local anaesthetic injection that made me suddenly really nauseous and dizzy and I had to lie down. No allergic reaction and it didn’t happen again but it was very odd.
Also some people may faint when looking at something new or slightly different! I’ve seen medical students watch multiple operations and then faint because it was a procedure they hadn’t seen before and their body just went *nope*
(Imagine a whumper who injures whumpee in a new way and suddenly feels light headed)
Sometimes the local anesthetic is worse honestly, lidocaine BUUUUUURNS going in (another fun thing for your whumpee to go through!)
But yeah isn't it wild that sometimes your body just decides "nah, not today" even though your brain is totally fine?
I think it’s a survival thing, because no matter how in-control your brain is, your body still has the fun advantage of evolutionary mechanisms that completely override higher reasoning. It just sees something and goes “WOAH THAT’S NOT OKAY” and your brain just has to take a back seat.
My entire job for a year and a half was giving kids vaccines, but I had this weird pause when I started doing injectable testosterone because my lizard brain was like “cause pain to self? no!” even though needles don’t bother me and in school I got injections basically every day in lab.
this is all even funnier when you consider the fact that I went through top surgery recovery with only taking like, one Tylenol the first night because I’m a stubborn and dumb bitch.
let your whumpee go a little crazy. i'm a sucker for the laughter bordering on hysterical, the one hand rapidly coasting through bloodied hair, the dilated pupils and heavy breathing and uncontrollable shuddering, they don't know the time, they can't see the sky, and it's driving them completely and utterly mad.