Hello there! Im not new to tumblr but I haven't had an active account in a while. I want to share my writing, stuff about my OC's and art. It'll mostly be my OC's and the Very Generic Whump Story they follow.
Brief introduction -> links to written works at bottom -> art linked at bottom
CONTENT WARNINGS: kidnapping, stalking, murder, physical abuse, mental abuse, filmed whump, torture, psychological conditioning, drug induced conditioning, creepy and intimate whumpers, sadistic whumpers, noncon, dubcon, (noncon/dubcon NOT canon to this story) there will also be nsfwhump.
Thomas - Main character, trans man, catholic parents and religious trauma. Hes autistic, special interests is birds, he likes origami and crafts and to be alone. Hes a low empathy autsitic who's standoffish and quiet.
Mason - Main character, cis guy, foster kid since childhood, no notable trauma from it. He has ASPD, obsession problems and no impulse control, he enjoys reading terrible booktok books, watching cringe but fun ABC channel shows and looovveess Thomas. (obsession)
John - antagonist, complete asshole, kinda normal childhood he just has something wrong with him, school shooter vibes but also a gymbro. He likes flirting with girls, weight lifting, and being in denial that he might be really into Mason. But in a fucked up male abuser way.
Nova - Thomas' best friend that he meets after Mason kidnaps him. Also autsitic but in the opposite way, overly empathetic and very concerned for people around her. She had a good childhood, her special interest is space, she chose her own name, and she can see through Masons bullshit.
Jenna - Jessies twin brother. Masons best friend, a scene king wannabe whos training as a tattoo artists and thinks hes cooler than he is. Normal childhood, not fucked up in the head. He wants to the main character in one of those pastel x punk ships but hes not punk and cant hold a relationship ever. he likes playing video games with mason, drawing and smoking weed.
Jessie - Jenna's twin sister. Nova's friend. Very neurotypical, had a normal childhood. She likes going to the bar, going into the city, flirting with men and having lots of fun.
Its mainly just a think piece on perception, morality, and also just because I really wanted to write some whump and problematic stuff tbh.
links to my writings for them!
Thomas meets Mason for the first time
John helps Thomas with a cute photoshoot
Thomas navigates life with his second kidnapper
Novas afternoon walks and new neighbors
Mason wonders why Thomas left him, Thomas gets settled with his new roommate
Thomas is being emotionally vulnerable, Maybe Mason can break through some walls
Thomas mistakes John for Mason. Why wont Mason just hold him and make the pain go away?
to add to my previous "being on the internet is active self harm" post. the second bisexual discourse has hit tiktok.
straight women went out of their way to announce that they believe Reagan era stereotypes about bisexual and gay people, and state that they will never even think of dating a perverse STD ridden coercive predatory bisexual, UMPROMPTED. and now theyre getting mad when people point out the very obvious homophobia in their statement because they cant fathom that being criticized doesn't mean being hunted for sport.
"your thinking is homophobic and your reasoning is literally based in stereotypes and bigotry. if you dont wanna date a man who happens to be bi. fine. but if you wont date any man whos bi because of your bigoted stereotypes, thats bad."
"YOURE LITERALLY COERCING ME INTO FUCKING YOU RIGHT NOW. YOU WANT ME TO SLEEP WITH YOU AND WONT TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER THIS IS THE SAME AS RAPE."
like okay buddy i thought this was about dating. not hookups or sex life. dating. youre the one twisting this into "queer people are sexual predators" and then saying its not homophobic.
"well then whats the goal then if not to FUCK straight women?"
idk lets think
"oh, my reasons for not wanting to date a bisexual person is because i think they have stds, are more likely to cheat, and are less than their straight counterparts. this is homophobia. thats not good. ive deconstructed this. i still dont see myself going out of my way to date a bi person, but ive realized that my biases were bigoted."
PLEASE. PLEASE JUST INTROSPECT.
im going insane. bisexuals im so sorry what the fuck 😭
being on the internet at all right now is like active self harm.
theres a harassment campaign happening against a disabled woman on tiktok who has ME/CFS and can't work, but shes been denied disability and started complaining about it in videos. apparently holding your phone and talking is the same exertion level as working a fulltime job. some people dont understand that mental strain is a large part of ME/CFS as well, not just the physical. some severe patients can't even think with an inner monolog and you get that severe by pushing through exertion and not listening to your body. so even a work from home option would be limited and require accommodations. people are fake claiming them, shaming them, and now using this an excuse to turn her into a fucking lolcow. "im disabled with a completely different disability and i work" congrats you dont fucking have ME/CFS nor do you understand it.
the Lindsay Clancy trial is happening right now, and i wont even get into how i think her husband Patrick is at fault, but people clearly dont understand mental health and post partum AT ALL. people are saying she deserves the death penalty because "she was clearly cognizant enough to plan things, so she wasnt in psychosis." jesus fucking christ do people actually think psychosis looks like chickens running around with their heads cut off? they still have a fucking brain, theyre still capable of doing actions and thinking thoughts. literally what the fuck?? experiencing a complete break from reality doesnt mean your brain stops functioning. i have a friend with Cotards Syndrome, which is a subset of psychosis where someone bleieves theyre dead and rotting, and no one would be able to tell when theyre actively experiencing their delusions BECAUSE THEY CAN STILL FUNCTION. im so sick of people.
the year is 2035. the new beauty standard is for women to cut their ears off, as ears are a masculine trait which make the face look too big and hearing isnt necessary as it doesnt align with being demure. evil feminists say perhaps this is unnecessary and ears are natural. women are agressively proclaiming they are cutting their ears off due to sensory issues
washing dishes is evil because you go "oh fuck there's so many dishes this is gonna take foreverrr" and then you enter the dish abyss and emerge with your abdomen somehow covered in water and your hands all wrinky and then you look at the clock and what felt like half an hour was actually 10 minutes
for real tho it feels exhausting that ive seen this whole "woman should be allowed to abstain from X beauty standard" -> "i perform X beauty standard, am i evil? do you think im evil? please forgive me i came up with a dozen excuses 🥺" since like 2015 (and i know its been going on longer than that) like girl thats not the poiiiiint
look me in the eyes. repeat after me. "i face societal pressure to perform this beauty standard. i should not face that pressure. i conform to this standard. i am rewarded for performing to this standard. i need to respect women who do not perform this standard. this is not about whether or not i am a sinner for wearing makeup."
hyperindividualism and people taking everything personally is gonna be the death of us.. we cant talk about nuanced topics without people taking it as a personal attack against them when really the conversation is meant to bring awareness to something. not attack people.
tiktoks current shaving discourse is a great example.
"shaving and razors were pushed onto women during the 1900s because wartime kept men from purchasing razors. they convinced women their hair is unsanitary and ugly and now thats why shaving is common place today. its all patriarchal and capitalistic marketing off of womens insecurities."
"but but but i shave for sensory reasons and because i like how my sheets feel and i dont like my deodorant clumping and its easier when im on my period and me me me my experience my life my pov and no one elses."
and yes there are people who do genuinely only shave for these reasons but that doesnt negate why the standard was set and upheld. coming up with excuse after excuse for why you personally do this thing in order to defend doing it will not progress feminism anywhere. apologising for hurting peoples feelings because you seemingly attacked their autonomy by saying makeup and shaving is patriarchal is also not going to get us anywhere.
understanding why our society does things helps us move forward to dismantle harmful standards, making a million excuses for participating in them and calling people "ableist" for pointing out many people are making excuses will not.
Whumper backhanding Whumpee every time they speak, so Whumpee has to stay completely silent.
Whumpee A knows some sensitive, confidential information and Whumpee B is A's [insert relationship type here], so Whumper kidnaps both and tortures B to get A to talk.
Whumpee is on the floor, lying on their side. Whumper walks up to them and kicks them HARD. Whumpee wraps their arms around their middle, curling up protectively.
Whumpee being presented to Whumper by henchmen. Whumpee is standing in front of Whumper with their hands tied behind their back. Henchman aims a kick at the back of Whumpee's knees, causing them to fall to their knees painfully. Henchman puts a strong hand on Whumpee's shoulder, preventing them from getting back up.
Whumpee sharing the whump with Caretaker. Whumpee, still very traumatised, struggles to get it out. Caretaker patiently waits and gently reminds Whumpee that they don't have to talk about it if they're not ready.
Whumpee A is an older sibling, and Whumpee B is a younger one. They are both locked in a cell. Whenever Whumper or a henchman comes in, A pulls B behind them, hiding their younger sibling protectively
Whumper is constantly touching Whumpee - pulling their hair, grabbing their chin, resting their hands on their waist, squeezing their thighs.
Whumpee has magic and is kept in a cell where the bars are made of a thing that weakens them (gives them headaches, makes their body weak, chronic pain etc). They can't touch the bars because it burns them. Whenever they get taken out, they are tortured, humiliated, hurt in some way. When they get put back in their cell, they get hit with more pain. They get no relief.
the word docile comes from the latin word docilis meaning “teachable”. it comes from the same root as the word doctor “teacher”. docile. teachable. instructible. ready for a teacher. ideal for one. it’s a fun word :)
Character who can hold out watching whumpee be tortured, but they start panicking as soon as whumper shows any sort of fondness or affection for them in the midst of it.
Whumper whipping whumpee half to death: I sleep =_=
Whumper pressing a kiss into whumpee's hair and nuzzling them, holding their exhausted body and praising them for how well they took it after they're done: REAL SHIT 👁️👁️
Are they also a whumpee, who knows that once whumper grows fond of their victim, they won't ever let them go? Or that, back then, what really broke them weren't the painful punishments, but the loving touches inbetween?
Maybe, after one too many lingering touches and that hungering gaze they start expecting a different kind of torture, and they really don't want to see that...
Are they whumpee's lover/partner, and so seeing somebody else being so loving towards their whumpee makes them feel some sort of way? Could it be that they only start feeling it when whumpee nuzzles back out of desperation, trying to pacify whumper?
Perhaps whumpee has a whumper already — a carewhumper? — and so the one watching knows how well whumpee can take pain, but they get possessive when the session grows past pain and starts trying to twist into some sort of pleasure?
It could be that this started out as something fun for both whumpers, or it could be that they had to find (care)whumper's weakness, and it turned out to be whumpee.
What if the witness is a complete stranger! They are entirely weirded out, especially when they realise that whumper seems to really like whumpee. Whumpee didn't do anything to deserve punishment, they aren't part of some gang, they didn't get into trouble with the wrong people. Whumper doesn't hate whumpee; they love their little pain doll, but even worse than that, whumpee clings onto whumper's cooing and soft touches like a lifeline, even mirror it, showing their conditioned love as enthusiastically as they can, not angry, not confused, just wanting to please. This terrifies the stranger, because it gives them a pretty good heads-up about what they can expect to be made into if they dont get out...
he's beautiful i literally need to put him under extreme psychological stress. i need to put him in extreme physical pain. i need him curling up in someone's arms for the feelings of safety and comfort he hasn't received in ages
Whumpees when they’re right in j the verge of passing out. Like, barely coherent, blinking but not really seeing anything, not aware of anything around them. Leaning in to touch because they can’t think far enough to realize it’s anything besides comfort. Groaning softly whenever they have to move. Head pounding, and everything around them spinning.
Comfort tropes because I suck at comfort and need practice
Post whump
Content: comfort, Post captivity, bruises, lashing out, PTSD
Whumpee wrapped up in a blanket with a cup of hot chocolate. "Aren't you going to drink that?" "No. I think I'll just... sit here with it."
Hugs. Whumpee numbly walking into caretaker's outstretched arms and squeezing their eyes shut as the arms gently embrace them.
Waking up with a nightmare and patting the comforter, slapping the bed, walking around touching every wall, every piece of furniture, reminding themselves of where they are. Not there, not anymore.
Dyeing their hair after being forced to leave it down, tangled, uncut, for months in captivity.
Watching bruises fade from red and purple to green and yellow. Green becomes whumpee's favorite color, because they never got to see it when whumpers was in control of them---bruises were always fresh. It's a symbol that the pain is there, but it's going. And it will heal, just like the bruises.
Maybe they lost their whole friend group because their friends couldn't handle what happened to them. And now they're making new friends in caretaker's friend group. People that understand and don't mind.
Whumpee lashing out at caretaker and then sobbing/throwing a fit in the bathroom over it. "I ruined it!" When they come out, shoulders hunched, ready for everything to blow up in their face, caretaker is just on the phone with their own friend, calmed down, alright. "I'm getting you a punching bag, whumpee. Try that next time, okay?"
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