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if i made a mini series of whump posts about dire situations based on actual dreams ive had (being really sick, migranes, being trapped in a burning building) would anyone read them
ok so i got 21 replies in the form of comments and likes on this so ill do it
idk what ill start with but if you want to see anything then please send me an ask or comment on this post and i'll try to write it asap!!
anybody else get annoyed when someone spells your name wrong when when it's literally right next to it?
I got an email from a teacher earlier and he spelt my name wrong. My name was on the three previous emails in the chain and in the sender list right next to it
At this point i feel less angry about people spelling my name wrong on random away-from-my-already-printed-name placed but yeah
but i had a guy ive known for six years now ask me if i like flowers (i love flowers more than anybody will ever know they are my pfp and my desktop background and my room is full of them) and i said yeah
he asked me if i like them because i have the same name as one of the flowers and i said well its similar but not the same spelling and he went what
him: your name is spelled (spelled name) right?
me: nope. add another letter. (obvi i told him the other letter)
him: what i couldve sworn it was spelled that way
me: yeah no my dad spelled my name on my birth certificate so here i am (except he swears he did it on purpose)
him: i am so sorry surely theres a flower spelled the same as your name
me: i've already looked. the closest you can get is the normal spelling
him: i'm gonna look anyway
we proceeded to have a long conversation about flowers and names instead of studying for our human bio test
so i graduated nearly 2 months ago and he signed my shirt and made sure to spell my name right. i feel really bad because i gave him the generic "good luck for the future!!" sign with my name but he wrote me this whole paragraph about how he admires me as a person because of my leadership skills on my sleeve. sometimes im glad to live in a small-ish city. i hope i get to see him again.
if i made a mini series of whump posts about dire situations based on actual dreams ive had (being really sick, migranes, being trapped in a burning building) would anyone read them
characters trying to mask their feelings
clenching their fists until their nails dig into their palms
holding back a sob that makes their throat ache
Leg jiggling wildly under the table where they think no one can see
shoulders tensed and hunched around their ears
biting the inside of their lips/cheek until it bleeds
calm expression, but dead behind the eyes - lost in thought in their own mind
i wish there was another way to express that emotion whem you're like oh my god like it's a feeling of excitement but its not regular excitement. like its the kind where you smile really hard and silently scream like its amazing and you can feel it in your throat and like dancing around the room kinda excited almost jittery excited
gang is ao3 down for anybody else?
i've just realised i've spent my year since february having adopted this really introverted girl in a bunch of my classes as the extrovert and i'm not sure if ive done that before
i didnt know that was possible for me tbh
gang i experienced my own whump moment (i guess you could call it that) when i had an anxiety attack a couple of months ago
the whole thing should have been written in a book it was so perfect
lmk if you want further explanation
JUST A WARNING: anxiety attacks, hyperventilating, loss of consciousness, concussion
Okay, so basically, I was on a school camp in July, and (keep in mind, I graduated three days ago), we were talking about graduating and the end of everything in the fun form of a quiz night.
Over the night, I had ten people screaming answers at me, and we still ended up losing, but oh well. By the end of the night, we were heading back to our dorms when my friend realised my hands were shaking and I was staggering a bit, so she asked what was wrong, and I just had to say I was fine yk
Needless to say, I was not fine, because I was getting frustrated with my bedding (I was absolutely exhausted, I just wanted to go to bed, but my blankets were on wrong), so as I was trying to fix them, I hit my head on my bunk bed.
Now this bunkbed has a metal railing that I hit my head on, and I was so done with that night. When I hit my head, I swore, and a few friends asked if I was okay, and I said yeah, sure, why wouldn't I be? It's just a little bump, but I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and stuff before bed as I was saying this.
From here, this is what my friend tells me happened. I don't remember every detail. As I was in a stall, I was feeling really dizzy and anxious, and apparently, I was in the bathroom for a while. My friends heard crying in the bathrooms but thought it could just be laughing, idk. Five minutes later, I'm still in the stall, but I'm tired, so I'm sitting on the floor, and a friend comes in to check on me. I say I'm okay, and she goes to bed.
Another ten minutes go by, and another friend is coming in as I'm able to get off the floor and walk out. From what she says, as soon as I saw myself in the mirror, I collapsed against a wall without losing consciousness and started hyperventilating because of the way that I look. It's another twenty minutes of me not being able to breathe properly until I calmed down and she helped me back to bed, where I passed out on the short ten metre walk and scared my friends.
I was awake a few seconds later, and it was around midnight when this was happening, so I was telling them not to call the teachers and just let me go to sleep, and they said sure, so I just went to bed.
The next morning, though, I had teachers pull me from breakfast, saying that they heard about what happened and had to give me a concussion test. I don't think I passed, but it was a year 12 camp, so they weren't going to stop me.
So that's one of my little whump moments (there's been a couple, but not like this).
Tips for Writing Injuries
⧠Broken ribs suck. You donât just âwalk it off.â Breathing hurts. Laughing hurts. Existing hurts. Characters with rib injuries wonât be doing heroic sprints.
⧠Concussions arenât instant naps. Dazed vision, nausea, dizziness, maybe even personality changes, but theyâre not going to collapse neatly like in the movies.
⧠Blood loss is sneaky. Itâs not just about dramatic pools of blood. Itâs dizziness, confusion, and the body getting cold as circulation tanks.
⧠Adrenaline lies. Someone can take a serious injury and not feel it until the fightâs over. That âI didnât realize I was bleeding until laterâ trope? Very real.
⧠Twisted ankles are brutal. One bad step and suddenly running is off the table. Even walking hurts like hell. Perfect way to ground a chase scene.
⧠Burns linger. Even small burns hurt more than most people expect. Blisters, infection risk, constant pain, itâs not just a cool scar later.
⧠Dislocated shoulders = useless arm. Characters canât keep swinging a sword or firing a gun. Theyâre basically fighting one-armed until itâs fixed.
⧠Shock is a thing. Pale skin, trembling, rapid heartbeat, and eventually disorientation. A character might not even realize how bad their wound is.
⧠Stitches arenât magic. Getting sewn up is painful and recovery takes time. Theyâre not instantly battle-ready after a needle and thread.
⧠Scars tell stories. Some fade, some donât. Some stay sensitive forever. Donât forget the aftermath when the wound becomes part of the character.
Don't forget the aftermath when the wound becomes part of the character
@mer-acle
throwback to when i twisted my ankle halfway through the first show of this musical i was in as the lead dancer and i had to strap it in intermission and it was so so bad but i had three more shows to do after that so i just had to tape it
anyways i'm still recovering and its been two months
so don't do what i did!
gang i experienced my own whump moment (i guess you could call it that) when i had an anxiety attack a couple of months ago
the whole thing should have been written in a book it was so perfect
lmk if you want further explanation
This weapon requires someone worthy to wield it. You are not worthy. But it's the only weapon within reach, and there are people who need saving.
You might not be born worthy, but it doesn't mean you can't become worthy.
If using this sword hurts the unworthy user and this is written, I'd love to see a person wielding this sword, and they are in immense pain, but the pain slowly gets smaller with every life saved until the blade suddenly glows (or something, whatever you want to write) because you are worthy.
What play did you study in high school?
At school, we got to perform The Crucible in English (about the Salem witch trials), and it got really heated really quick, namely
Two boys accusing each other of being witches
One boy (being Abigail) professing his love to (idk who this was two years ago, but they were played by another boy in the class) and going in for a kiss despite the script never once mentioning anything close to a kiss. They nearly did, but the teacher told them not to kiss
a kid screaming his monologue so loud the teacher next door came to make sure nobody had died
a chair being thrown across the room during one of the aforementioned arguments
people standing on chairs and jumping off/collapsing to the floor when their characters were hung
Nothing Butt Nightwing #2
Boy, trust me, it gets frustrating at timesđ
Don't be fooled by how easy some makes it seem.
real shit
i wanted to make a flower blanket and i was searching for a pattern everywhere.
i found one, and it was hard to follow. like if i concentrated i could follow it but not when i wasn't, you know?
but anyways, i make a flower and the thing fell apart. so basically i went screw this im going to make my own pattern and here i am with a flower blanket made with my own pattern. its not really a keep you warm kinda blanket, more just like a decorative throw or something but yeah.
i also did this with granny squares.
attention year 11 and 12 ATAR students doing human biology
i have notes if you need then hmu
these are according to the WACE atar notes (I'm in Perth) so I'm not sure if they'll work for other states'
also im still working on my sem2 notes so those wont be finished for a while
anyways GOOD LUCK ON EXAMS
i finished my sem 2 notes!!
do i know them?
no
can we pause to take a look at this gem of an ad right here
does anybody want to unlock their dna with me
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ignore my seplling my hands shake and its 10pm i havent finished my homeworl
imagine a wannabe strong whumpee who refuses to tell caretaker where it hurst after being recued from whumper and caretaker is just getting more and more scared because why don't they feel pain ah crap that makes things a bajillion times worse please dont tell me you have nerve damage
thank you for listeneing to my rambling.
attention year 11 and 12 ATAR students doing human biology
i have notes if you need then hmu
these are according to the WACE atar notes (I'm in Perth) so I'm not sure if they'll work for other states'
also im still working on my sem2 notes so those wont be finished for a while
anyways GOOD LUCK ON EXAMS
