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thinking about blonde golden globes Joe and his slutty little glasses again
ok this isn’t funny anymore im genuinely about to lose my mind
Therapy & Whump
Foaming at the mouth, feverishly gnawing at the bars of my enclosure, completely rabid, loosing my mind thinking about therapy in whump.
Having practically grown up in therapy, there’s this odd sort of sterile one sided (for both parties oddly enough) intense intimacy in therapy that I think would be intoxicating in whump!
By sterile one sided intimacy, I mean that it’s all clinical, it’s still healthcare. Just because this healthcare looks different than getting a shot or an MRI, doesn’t mean it’s not healthcare. Therapy is still a medical setting, it’s professional, cold in a way.
When you’re the patient, there’s this stranger that knows about the worst days of your life, the things that keep you up at night. They know the things you’ll take to your grave. They’ve seen you in ways no one else may ever see you, know you in ways only someone trained in the ways of the brain can know you. Ways you might not even know yourself. And yet, despite how much they SEE you, you will only see in them what they want you to see. They know what you believed your last thoughts were when you attempted last summer on that boat, but you don’t even know if they’re married.
On the other side of this coin, you as a therapist, have this person who is here to emotionally eviscerate themselves in front of you, show their biggest fears and most ambitious goals. They will cry and break down in front of you, over things no one may ever know. But you’re supposed to keep this professional distance from them. You’ve seen them at their most raw and vulnerable state, and they know only of the professional, not the YOU behind that professional. It’s this weird mix of a sterile coldness and a melding of two people. Idk, If that’s not intimacy I don’t know what is.
Some ideas that have been rotting my brain as of recent.
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1- Patient!Whumper x Therapist!Whumpee = Patient!Whumper uses Therapist!whumpee’s ego against them. Posing as the perfect case to prove themselves to their peers. Whumper uses whumpee’s lack of experience to worm their way into whumpee’s mind. Slowly getting Whumpee to open up to them, to bend and then break the rules and boundaries of what a therapist x patient relationship should look like. Maybe whumper’s goal is to get whumpee fired, or to get whumpee to self destruct. Or maybe whumper is hoping to get whumpee alone, stage a mental health crisis, get whumpee inside whumper’s house, where whumper can do whatever they please to poor whumpee, who only wanted to help.
2- Therapist!Whumper x Patient!Whumpee = Similar vibe to the first but whumpee is reaching out for help, whumper has personal intimate knowledge of whumpee. They know where whumpee works, where they spend their free time. Maybe whumper can sow the seeds of an alibi for when whumpee goes missing. Notes that date back, weeks, months or even years painting whumpee as someone who wished to get away from it all, who was planning on leaving everything behind for something new. So when whumpee disappears all whumper has to do is show the police their notes, and whumper can keep whumpee all to themselves with no one looking for them.
3- Good cop bad cop – Whumpee is being held captive by two whumpers. Whumper 1 loves to “play” with whumpee, electrocution, mock executions, starvation, they use whumpee as their personal toy to get some frustration out. Maybe they experiment on whumpee, trying to find the most effective forms of torture. Sometimes they just torture whumpee because they’re bored. Whumper 2 helps stitch whumpee up afterwards. They sit with Whumpee after the torture, comforting them, telling them it’s all going to be okay, that they’ll tell Whumper 1 to be more gentle, to give whumpee a break. Whumper 2 encourages whumpee to talk about what happened, to vent, and work through the trauma. Whumpee still knows whumper 2 isn’t their friend, but when faced with a sadist who’d be giddy with joy if they could shove whumpee into a wood-chipper feet first, and whumper 2, who if nothing else sits and listens to whumpee. Who bandages whumpee up, and gives them something to make the pain subside, whumpee doesn’t feel like they have the luxury of refusing any kindness they’re given. Even if they know deep down, that it’s all fake, and it’s going to be used against them later. All they want right now is someone who will listen and let them cry it out.
4- Jekyll & Hyde = Whumper kidnaps whumpee, and tortures them. It’s grueling, hours in stress positions, being starved then force fed. Dealing with dehydration followed by being water boarded. When Whumper finally takes a break, they leave whumpee alone in their cell. A few hours pass before whumper returns, but instead of the sheer black they were wearing before, now whumper is wearing something more business casual, kakis with a nice button up shirt and a blazer. Whumpee can still see spots of their blood sprinkled across whumper’s skin. Whumper sits down and asks whumpee how they’re doing, how they feel. At first whumpee is furious, how dare they!? How dare this monster torture them and ravage their body cutting it open, tearing at skin, and then sit down to ask whumpee how he is like it’s just another Tuesday. Whumpee spits back some insults, and threats. Unlike mere hours before, whumper stays calm, they don’t yell or hit or threaten back. They just sit there, and listen. Whumper tries asking whumpee what’s bothering them, how they’re coping. All of these questions are either met with insults or silence.
Eventually whumper leaves, disappointing. The next time whumper enters whumpee’s cell he’s PISSED, the beatings are so bad whumpee begins to worry they won’t survive. Once again whumper leaves only to come back a few hours later dressed differently, acting differently. Whumpee doesn’t trust it, but it doesn’t take long for whumpee to figure out what whumper really wants, for whumpee to play along. Whumpee begins to use the opportunity to vent, to try and process the fear, anxiety, pain they’re feeling. In exchange, whumper, the bad version, is nicer. Whumper saves punishment for when whumpee disobeys or when they fail to meet whumper’s expectations.
Whumpee knows the information they’re giving therapist!whumper is being used against them, they know it’s all for whumper’s sick pleasure to hear whumpee relive the torture and explain in great detail exactly how they felt. But whumpee would be lying if they said they didn’t find some sick form of relief from their therapy sessions. It’s the only time they can tell whumper to their face how they feel without having to worry about the consequences.
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I had some more ideas but idk how to explain them exactly, I just had to get at least SOME of my ideas out before they ate me alive.
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update: im fine! everything is fine. its all fine. nothing is happening. its fine .. 🧍♀️
ALL MY OLD HYPERFIXATIONS ARE COMING BACK AAAAA
I'm going to bite all of you , grrr barkbark