#babies first whumperflies?

[the-scrapegoat]

Out of curiosity, what was some of your whump awakenings growing up? Multiple answers are fine I just wanna know

[painsandconfusion]

idk if anyone's asked this already but i was going through some of my old stuff recently and i found the ideas for an original character i made at like. eight. they weren't very comprehensive or creative but they were funny looking so. and it got me thinking, do you remember your very first oc? how did the idea come to you? what happened to them?

me, personally, it was a minecraft mod. yup.

I do. Vividly. I latched onto her and started to write a stttuuuuuuupid bad vampire horror romance thing? But I hated romance and loved whump so I just never wrote any of the romance part XD

Fun little tidbit about me: Since she was my gateway to writing and learning that I love creating stories and lore, I actually have her as my icon.

This is Charlotte Ross.

Idk man she gets whumped by a vampire, then saved from that encounter by a different vampire who kinda yanderes her specifically so he can trial run being around people without flipping out and killing someone. So like. He saved her and is caretakery, but specifically in that 'well I saved you sooooo it's not as bad if I kill you on accident..right?' kinda way.

Blablabla whatever they fall in love or something and work on finding a cure for both him and his brother (origional whumper vamp guy).

Voila.

Hated that book, but had SO much fun writing it.

I remember writing that first whump scene and I got so high on that feeling. My hands were shaking so hard and my door was locked and it was the dead of night and I was just thriving on those whumperflies. And I thoughht to myself '...this is the stuff I want to find in books and movies. I...I can just..write it myself..?? and it's not bad??? It's really good actaully??' (it was not, but it was GOOD FOR ME).

Anywho, that's my writers origin story. Idk I was like 15. Surprisingly, I'd not gotten into writing before that. The only other short story I'd written was in 7th grade for an assignment and it got published in a magazine after my teacher begged me to let her enter it in a contest and it won like second place?? That one was about a bird who lost her nest. She wasn't really an oc though. I didn't click with her and she didn't have a name, the whole thing was a metaphor.

Ig that should have been my first clue that I like and am good at this, but it wasn't :D

Patpatpat for baby Shea for trying. She got there eventually.

[lancedoncrimsonwings]

Favourite Whump Tropes Masterlist

All the things that give me Whumperflies... there's probably a whole bunch I've forgotten.

My "Squicks/Triggers/Do Not Likes" included below the cut.

DM me if you wanna talk whump!

Defiant whumpee

Chronic illness/chronic pain

Spitting blood/choking on blood

Scars- new and healed, especially if they're found by accident by a caretaker

Drugged/poisoned

Broken ribs and internal injuries

Hiding the pain badly

Desperation in general

Unwilling Living Weapon "Ready to comply"

Choking/restricted breathing/oxygen deprivation/running out of air/drowning

"Oops, we ran out of painkillers, bite down on this belt whilst we engage in rudimentary field surgery/painful first aid"

Whumpee hiding how injured they are until they collapse/cough up blood/etc

Werewolf whumpees, just, in general 10/10

Veteran Whumpees getting broken all over again. Baby Whumpee seeing this and knowing they're fucked

Forced to hurt

Forced to watch

Whipping

Surviving and healing from Whump/Trauma processing/Catharsis

Several NSFWhump/Dark tropes, some of which are listed under the cut;

THESE WILL ALWAYS BE TAGGED AND HIDDEN UNDER THE CUT IF/WHEN WRITTEN. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT;

Pregnancy whump

Self harm & suicidal ideation

Non-con (in general)

Sexual abuse, such as coercion using mind control/brainwashing and/or drugging

Squicks, Triggers & DO NOT LIKES;

Bodily fluids that are not blood or sweat

Anything directly child related (with the exception of references to past abuse, such as an adult remembering traumas they received/endured as a child)

ANYTHING inappropriate or sexual involving a minor in general

Robot/Machine Whump

Romanticised abusive relationships involving gaslighting, that are not addressed as harmful or wrong. (Only the case in proper relationships/pairings, not so much an issue between a Whumper and a Whumpee, for example. Still fine with Whumper x Whumpee, as this is more clearly defined.)

I have zero issue with anyone who likes, writes or reads these tropes, they're just not for me!

[thisbuildinghasfeelings]

Nice ask week question (whump edition):

What is your favorite TV show whump episode (or series of episodes) and why does it give you whumperflies?

Apologies for my late response!! And thank you for asking!

Prior to Lone Star, the vast majority of my favorite tv shows were comedies. Though I've always enjoyed whump in fanfiction, I think Lone Star might be the first show I've loved where I actually get to see it on screen!

There's lots of great whump to love in Lone Star, but I think my absolute favorite has to be Push. It's just peak emotions all around. We get Carlos sitting there by TK's hospital bed with his single tear, not knowing if TK would even want him there, in so much pain over the breakup, but in even more pain at the thought of losing TK forever. And then we get the joy of TK waking up, of "hey, baby, breathe," and then Carlos holding TK's hand, running his fingers through his hair and kissing his head just like he wanted to do the whole time!

[warmblanketwhump]

Sorry if this is weird but I just came down with massive cold that I think was brought on by stress since I’m in the process of moving to start a new job. Could you possibly write some hypothermia whump if it’s not to much trouble? It my favorite trope and I could use some warm fuzzy whumperflies. Thanks!

oh no, I'm so sorry you're not feeling well! hypothermia is one of my favorite tropes too. I took a different route here, but I promise there's hypothermia in this one :) (apparently there's a thing called exhaustion hypothermia??) I hope you feel better soon!

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A prided themselves on being an exceptionally warm-blooded individual. They were the last to put on their coat during the winter, always giving up their jacket for a friend, and forever sleeping with just a top sheet, or else they'd overheat.

However, A also had a habit of overworking themselves when things got hectic at their job - and the week before their annual lake trip was a particularly busy one. It was nothing they hadn't dealt with before - just lots of late nights and early mornings, long hours resolving issues that had a very critical deadline. They knew they'd be on vacation soon, and they didn't mind that they were only averaging a few meager hours of sleep a night.

So when they woke on the morning of the trip, exhausted and sleep deprived with a chill in their bones, they cast it off - after all, they were never cold. It’d go away eventually. Besides, they were going on vacation - they could rest up during the whole week.

After a long car ride where they tried to nap (and failed - their friends were loud) they finally arrive at the lake house. The weather is relatively cool, but their friends all want to go for a swim first thing - not even bothering to unpack.

A couldn't think of anything they want to do less. “I just don’t see why we can’t get settled in, eat dinner, build a fire - maybe it’ll be warmer tomorrow…” No one notices that A is wearing a thicker-than-normal sweater and has their arms crossed tightly, and B resorts to playful teasing.

“C’mon, A, we can do all that tonight when it gets dark. You don’t want to be the boring one, do you?” B’s eyes twinkle with their teasing words, and A’s not one to back down from a challenge.

Which is how they find themselves 10 minutes later on the lake’s shore, trying to psych themselves into walking into the icy water.

"A! We're playing a game and we need one more - come on!" C beckons them from a distance, and A takes a hesitant first step into the water, tensing as the chill snakes up their spine.

“It’ll be fine in a minute,” they whisper to themselves through the chatter of their teeth, rubbing away the goosebumps on their arms. "A, you don't get cold."

For the next hour, they try to ignore the tremors coursing through their body as the cold water seeps into their core. You’ll get used to it. Just gotta keep moving. Besides, no one else is complaining. You're just being a baby. Everyone else seemed to be having fun. So they suffer in silence and shiver.

And shiver.

And shiver.

After what feels like an eternity, their friends make their way back to shore, and A follows them, grateful for an escape for their poor, bone-chilled body. As they exit the water, the chilly air hits their wet skin and triggers a round of uncontrollable shakes. Their fumbling hands struggle to pull the thin beach towel round their shuddering shoulders, and they grip it tightly to their body, curling into a pitiful little ball right there on the sand. They're so cold they can barely move.

B notices them first. "A? You alright?" A doesn't answer - they're shaking so hard they can't get the words out, and B runs over to them. “A, your lips are blue.”

" 'M f-f-fine," A chatters, trying and failing to still the rattle of their jaw. Their blood has chilled to ice in their veins and they wished against everything that they just would have stayed up at the cabin, or even just not gone swimming in the first place. They've never been this cold in their life.

"You are not. Why didn't you tell us you were freezing?" B's voice is tinged with exasperation, but the worry is evident in their eyes as they shed their own towel and tuck it around A. "We need to get you somewhere warm, like, now."

B's form blurs in their vision, and A barely conscious of the warm arms that wrap around them, or the gentle voices of C and D as everyone works to half carry, half walk them back up to the house. When their swirling mind surfaces again, they're huddled under a mound of warm blankets on the couch in front of a crackling fire.

They don't know how much time passes, but they watch the flickering flames, too chilled to the bone and tired to do much else. The convulsive shakes are less violent now, but they're still wracked by near-constant shivers deep in their core. In their mind, they know that they should be feeling warmer under so many layers. But their insides still feel like they swallowed a tray of ice cubes, the deep, bone-shaking cold untouchable by the fire.

B appears in the edge of their vision with something wrapped in a towel, which they pass to A. The sudden warmth floods their cold limbs as they hug the water bottle tightly, desperately trying to eke out every single bit of heat they can.

"Gave us a scare for a minute there," B half-smiles as they rub A's blanketed shoulder. "What happened to you out there? You're never cold and then all of a sudden you skip to level I hypothermia?"

A shrugs. "I was pretty tired all week from work. I think my body just had to choose between keeping me awake or keeping me warm. And being an idiot who decided to swim in 60 degree weather and made things that much harder." Another shudder shakes them, and they curl tighter under the blankets. "And now I can't stop shivering."

"Hey, your body's just trying to make up for lost ground. Don't get mad at it." Despite the teasing, B's eyes are full of concern, and they get up to grab another blanket to cover A with. Once they're sufficiently tucked in, B wraps their arms around A and starts rubbing slow, gentle circles on their back, and A nestles into the warmth. "Sheesh. It's like hugging an ice cube."

"And how do you think I feel?"

"Somewhere between chilled and frozen, I'd imagine." They're not wrong, and A's too exhausted to come up with another retort. "Look A, I'm sorry for not listening. I shouldn't've pushed you when you weren't feeling well."

"S'ok," A mumbles, pressing closer to B. "I should've paid better attention to how I was feeling. And if your apology is warm, I will gladly accept."

"Count on it," B says. "C and D are making some soup, and I've got water heating for tea. We'll warm those bones of yours in no time."

"Can't come soon enough." A's cold hand fumbles until it finds B's, and their fingers curl around the newly located body heat. "God, you're so warm."

B chuckles and wraps their warm hands around A's icy fingers. "Never thought I'd be the one with extra body heat to spare."

"There's a first for everything." A lets their head rest on B's shoulder. They're not warm yet - and they doubt they'll be fully warm for a while. But they will be. A knows that their friends will see to it.

[albino-whumpee]

WIJ day 2

im always late to everything ahhh

The second day prompt was “what´s your first memory of whumperflies?” and I gotta say that the clear one, is the one from the Tales of Earthsea ghibli movie. The one where the prince gets beaten up, thrown into a slave wagon and then, he simply accepts that. He yanks on his chains before putting his head down defeated. He gets saved later, but that moment of pure defeat and pain after getting beaten up *chef kiss* 

However, there is one that was super super further back. I was a tiny baby who saw their father getting excited about watching this one movie I do not remember the name of. The thing is, there was a werewolf on a cave. It was strong and super big and well, it looked kinda like my dogs, so I wasn´t scared. Actually, when I saw that he was chained and that was why he didnt move in his tiny cave-cell, I only felt pity. It was such an awakening moment even tho its super super blurry. I remember the movie went on and the werewolf got into heated conversation with someone. The chains were restricting it from reaching the other by a mere inch, and the other perfectly knew that and laughed on the werewolf´s face before turning to leave. 

The way the movie focused on the chains made my wee heart drum real hard and even tho I´m unable to recall more than that, I can perfectly remember the shot of heavy chains straightening when the werewolf pulled on them trying to reach the other. 

Such a wonderful memory.

[whumpy-writings]

Taken

Febuwhump 2022 Masterlist / Of Vampires and Men Masterlist

Febuwhump 2022 Day 7- Used as an experiment

CW: Parent/child separation, vampires, slavery, blood loss, human breeding, implied future dubcon, female whumpee, emotional whump

Aaron held his daughter close to his chest, smiling at the sound of her soft breathing. The vampires had decided to let him stay with Penny and Hope whenever he wasn’t being fed on, which he was extremely grateful for. It made his life actually bearable. Penny was sitting next to him, head resting on his shoulder.

“She’s so beautiful,” she said. “I can’t believe she’s already walking.”

Aaron chuckled, but he was hit with a pang of sadness. He had missed out on so much of her first year, and now she was already eighteen months old.

“That’s our girl,” he said.

Just then the door opened. Aaron reluctantly handed Hope to Penny as he got up to go be a dutiful blood bag. He followed the vampire through the corridors until they arrived at the officer’s mess. It was a familiar routine after Aaron’s almost three years in the EFSP and he gracefully got to his knees to await the first vampire.

Aaron flinched when the door was slammed open, smashing against the stone wall. Gods, not this bastard.

The vampire’s rant started with “Those fuckin’ idiots!” and continued to deteriorate from there. The officers tended to like to vent to the humans, who were presumably too dumb to repeat anything. This officer in particular would yell for upwards of half an hour, always ranting about one thing or another. Aaron zoned out, nodding at the appropriate times to give the impression that he was listening. The yelling scared him, to be honest. It too easily could turn into pain.

Finally, the vampire finished, his face red.

“Get up,” he said, and Aaron dutifully got to his feet, wincing at the pain as the blood flowed back into his legs. The fangs bit into his neck and Aaron didn’t fight.

…

By the time his shift was over, Aaron couldn’t stand. But at least he got to go back to his family. The guard carried him through the halls, opening up the door and setting Aaron on the ground. His head was spinning, but that didn’t stop him from noticing that something was wrong. Penny was curled up in the corner, her face hidden.

Aaron’s heart skipped a beat when he realized Hope was nowhere in sight.

“Penny?” he said, crawling over to her. She didn’t look up at him. He knelt down next to her, reaching out to cradle her face in his hands. Her cheeks were wet with tears.

“Penny, where’s Hope?” he asked.

“They took her,” Penny said, her voice thick with tears. “They took our baby.”

Aaron’s stomach dropped to the floor. “No. Gods no.”

Penny surged forward wrapping him in a hug. “They said they wouldn’t hurt her, that they were just taking her to stay with the other children but she was so scared Aaron,” Penny sobbed. She was crying so hard she couldn’t speak and Aaron just held her, slowly rocking back and forth. The leeches had taken his daughter. Hope. Who meant more to him than anything else in the world. Aaron closed his eyes as anger and grief and absolute despair engulfed him. She must be terrified.

“Did they say why?” Aaron asked once Penny’s sobs had quieted. Penny pulled back, wrapping her arms around herself. She didn’t meet Aaron’s eyes.

“They want us to breed again. See if we produce another healthy child,” she said. “Once they’re sure I’m pregnant they’ll give her back to us.”

Aaron pressed his hands to his face and sobbed. The vampires never gave them a choice.

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[silvercrystalwhump]

WiJ Day 4: Whumpy Scenes

For @whumpmasinjuly Day 4: Share a TV show, story, or media that gives you whumperflies.

Okay, so first things first, any PG-13 "torture" scene and the what-if of "what if they weren't rescued" was a big one for baby Silv and current Silv.

@ashintheairlikesnow and anything they do with BBU and Owen Grant is just bone appetite.

@wildfaewhump with her Iesin and how they snickity snap his wings a lot is just beautiful

Literally any aspect of the Shadow Knight Transformation. The concept of having to exist while your very soul is burning just itches a spot in the back of my mind

[ashintheairlikesnow]

Reading Vampire Chris gives me the same whumperflies as reading Killian for the first time 😍 I love both your lil monstrous babies so much!!

<3

Thanks, Anon! Vampire Chris kind of owns my heart right now. Tomorrow's whumptober returns us to Jameson's terrifying time with Robert the Serial Killer, but there is plenty more Vampire Chris to come in Whumptober!

[nightwhumpee]

When you get this, feel free to respond with five things that make you happy~! Then if you're up for it, send this to the last ten people in your notifications anonymously. You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity~! (No pressure though! :D 💕

Hello!~

First of all: Thank you for asking! <3

I'm sorry it took me a few days to respond :(

So let's see. Five things that make me happy🤔

Number 1:

My Pets. I have two gorgeus Jack Russel Terrier named Sally and Lilly. They never fail to make me laugh with their clumsy behaviour. <3 Also they are very empathic and notice when I am feeling down. They always come to cuddle! :* But despite my dogs I also have a cat, a small fish tank with lots of fish, chicken in my backyard and currently baby chicks in my livIng room! <3

Number 2:

Whumperflies. I think happy would be the wrong word for this. But they surely do help shift my attention away from all those negative emotions!

Number 3:

Spending time with my friends. I have a close circle of friends who never fail to lift my mood! They know almost everything about me. Like me having an interest in whump. They don't really understand it but they don't judge. It felt great for me to finally tell them! <3

Number 4:

Sorting. It may sound weird but I mix up the cards of several card games and then sort them back into their original place. Some may say that this is stupid because I've got nothing in the end except for those neatly sorted games back in place. But doing this gives me peace and lifts those heavy bad thoughts ^^ So screw them. I'm gonna do it anyway :D

Last but not least. Number 5:

Gaming. I regularly play online games with friends of mine. Mostly horror games like Dead by Dalight or Phasmophobia. And even if there are moments where I literally want to do a table flip (xD) I love it. To talk to my friends and play those games together makes me happy ^^

So those are 5 things that make me happy! Now it is your turn (if you like ;D ).

Normally I would have to tag the first ten people in my notifications but I would rather keep it open!

Reblog and tell us 5 things that make you happy! Let's spread some positivity! <3

[whumping-every-day]

Ok so I was doing research on a totally unrelated topic and came across some articles about sedation. Then thought about a caretaker helping a whumpee who’s scared of being drugged take some sleep meds then gently tuck them in once they drift of. My first time getting whumperflies ! I have no idea why I’m sending this, just needed to share. If you write something for this you will become a saint in my eyes.

Awww, this is lovely, Anon! That’s some top-notch helplessness and comfort right there. I don’t have a ton of time atm, since midterms are coming up... but please accept this quick snippet! 

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“I j-just, I just want to sleep...” 

“I know, baby. I know.”

“... you promise that the, that the p-pills will h-help...?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. I promise.”

“You pr-promise they’re just for sleeping? They’re not gonna, gonna make me go away again?” 

“I promise. I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you.” 

Silence. Then the tink of a glass of water, the sound of rustling sheets. 

“Will you be h-here when I wake up?” 

“Always, baby. As long as you need me to be.” 

“O-okay.” There’s a quiet sniffle, the creak of the mattress as whumpee nestles into the blankets. “Thank you,” they whisper as they start to drift off to sleep. They’re just awake enough to feel Caretaker tucking the blanket in, before they succumb to the darkness. 

[deepwoundsandfadedscars]

Songbird AU for the Old Guard please? -@whumperflies

The Old Guard - Partners In Crime - Set It Off, Ash Costello

HEIST AU BABY~!

OOHH I’m so glad this song came on, I love this song so much, it’s my favorite daydreaming song imagining different characters in it’s scenario. 

The chorus of this song is “You'll never take us alive // We swore that death will do us part // They’ll call our crimes a work of art  // You'll never take us alive // We'll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners // Partners in crime” and the bridge is the climax of the heist where they’re pinned by the police and they go out in a blaze of glory.

SO. Obviously Andy is the boss of this crew. She picks the targets, meets with the people who want to hire her crew to steal shit, that kind of stuff. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

Nile is the new kid, she was a rookie cop and kinda got tangled up in one of their heists, accidentally got kidnapped by them (Joe: “She ran right into me! She saw my face, what the hell was I supposed to do?? Let her go and have the whole city know who I am??”) She was pissed at first, but started digging, asking every question she could think of, why did they do what they do, how often do they do a heist, you guys live in this penthouse, you guys get paid HOW MUCH? She decides she wants to stick around. 

Booker is main insurgent, if Andy is with the team he is second only to her, but when she’s busy elsewhere, creating a distraction (subtly or not), he’s the one that breaches the vault (subtly or not), and gets what they came for. Nile sticks with him.

Joe also sticks with Booker, watching his six and controlling the hostages if they wind up with some. 

Nicky is their sniper, perched high to keep an eye on the outside and picking off security through the windows if they’re heading towards any of his crew.

Copley is their man in the van, both as a computer specialist controlling the cameras and as their getaway driver. 

As for are they immortal? That I can’t decide, it’d be fun if they were so they just keep getting more and more grand escapades, but the whole “going out in a blaze of glory” thing is poetic and I love it. The song itself is very much Bonny and Clyde

And the betrayal from certain characters would be *chefs kiss* so good. 

(might need to actually write this AU lmao)

Thanks for this @whumperflies!

[whump-tr0pes]

16,28,and 35 :>

16. If you could only write one pairing for the rest of your life, which pairing would it be?

NOOOOOOOOOO don’t make me choose! Aaaaaaaah I literally cannot decide. David and Nia? Sam and Isaac? Tori and Vera? Aaaaah!

28. Share three of your favorite fic writers and why you like them so much.

Oooo boy here comes the fangirl in me. 

@untilthepainstarts is not only my first cheerleader, but their stuff is just *chefs kiss* so...incredibly...gaaaaaah. Their use of stunning metaphors (”taken, but not for keeps” like Jesus Christ Dotty do you know what that did to me?), their brutal hurt, their sweet comfort, their characters, their...um...interesting use of collars and leather (two things I was never into before I met them but fuck). They just bring a sophistication to everything, whether it’s torture, sex, or tiny moments in relationships that make you all warm and fuzzy inside

@shameless-whumper did a few drabbles about an angel and a demon that seriously gave me the strongest whumperflies I’ve ever felt before or since. There’s something about the “I deserve the torture” trope and “why isn’t the caretaker torturing me yet?” trope that makes me go HHHHHHHHHHH and I seriously cannot say enough about it (honestly a lot of their stuff is about broken whumpees and they write in such a way that makes me just melt)

@whumping-every-day writes Gabe, my sweet sweet baby Gabe. It’s another one of those scenarios of “the caretakers will torture me eventually but I still love them” trope and the way they just break Gabe and put him back together again over and over is just so GOOD. Jesus Christ. Their drabble here is one of the first ones I found when I started my tumblr and it’s still one of my absolute favorites

@ashintheairlikesnow I think started writing on their blog about the same time I did, and something I really remember from the month of October was this deep, crushing feeling of dread in my stomach every time I read their drabbles about Danny. It was the most brutal, sickening captivity and it made me just...sick with worry. (All good things! All good things!) Knowing that they were freed in the end was the only thing that kept me going. But their absolutely unhinged whumper, the creepy torture, the relentless noncon, the sweet love between Danny and Nate... I’m not really for pet whump but the way Ash writes it, holy shit. Yes. The dehumanization, the humiliation. The recovery. So, so good. (And the delirium. God, yes.)

@quirkykayleetam wrote some fantastic drabbles about Jay (this is my favorite) and I just... gah. I love me a self-sacrificing little bean and Jay being so brave and resigned... so determined to be strong for the people they love... I die. I simply die. 

@whumpywhumper writes these delicious drabbles about Marcus and Lucien. I’m just...an absolute puddle when it comes to their vampire whumper and witch whumpee, the creepiness, the possessiveness... gaaah. So amazing. 

I know, I absolutely know I’m missing some people. It’s not because you’re not amazing. It’s because my brain does stupids sometimes. Message me if you want me to reblog with my recommendations for your stuff because you guys are all so so SO good and I wanna shout it from the rooftops.

35. Would you ever kill off a canon character? 

Hoo. Hooooo boy. 

I’m assuming this means my canon since I don’t really do fanfic. Y’all know how close I came to killing Gray. (So damned close I wrote an alternate scene for them where they do end up dying.) Idk if I could kill anyone in my whumpee crews, be it in Honor Bound or with David and Nia. But I have killed main character whumpers before, here and here. It makes me feel better to know they can’t hurt my babies anymore, and I can see how they react to new whumpers.

[hurtcomforts]

1, 2, 5, 10, 17, 20!! -@delicatewhumps

1 & 2 answered here!! ✨✨

5.) Who is your favorite whumpee?

it definitely varies a lot depending on my primary interest at any given time, but currently (and also in general on this blog now that i think about it considering his whump Literally made me a fan in the first place) it’s peter parker lol

10.) When did you first realize you were into whump?

i learned that the community/term Existed back in 2016/17 and i was like. “ah. so Me.” but in actuality i can remember liking whump as far back as like,, 8 or 9 years old. on the rare occasions i would see a character in the cartoons i watched get hurt, i was always Really Intrigued (baby whumperflies aww) but obviously i didnt have any idea that it was a Thing bc i was a child sdfsdfs. honestly some of my earliest whump memories revolve around me trying to fall asleep by pretending to be the whumped character from those tv shows.

17.) When was the last time you got the whumperflies?

definitely sometime in the last few days!! it was either while reading fic, or walking past the auditorium my theater was playing far from home in and catching the full train scene again 

20.) How are you doing today, buddy?

pretty good!!! i’ve been awake for awhile so i’m probably gonna sleep in a bit too much tomorrow, but also i got accepted into a zine as one of only two poets and im super excited bc it’s my first and im just!!! aaaaa rly happy sfsdfsdf

[disappearinginq]

Asking 1,2,14 &17 of that whump asks

1. What are your favorite whump tropes?

Mad scientists. Who knows why? Probably because I come from a long line of them in real life, and have a rather...intense...dislike for hospitals, which ironically enough, is my second favorite whump trope - medical whump. Currently rewatching Broadchurch, and Alec Hardy’s (David Tennant) bout of arrhythmia is totally my jam, man. Annnnnd, just in case it isn’t obvious from what I write in Magnum fandom - prisoner trope (which I would also put into psychological). 

2. Do you prefer illness whump or injury whump?

Hmmm...can I do both? Both sounds good. I prefer illness brought on by injury, like fever related to infection from a stab wound or some other injury because disease in real life has be back flipping over the couch to escape out the door (I don’t do sniffles, I get upper respiratory infections and pneumonia and my immune system has been shot ever since boot camp) because I hate being sick. And too many illness whumps are more fluff than plot, and always sniffles, and while I like one here or there, illness whumps tend to be repetitive, or more about the medical process than plot (wweeeeird, I know, but I do like plot with my whump: see @amandagaelic ‘s works). 

14. When was the last time you got the whumperflies?

Conveniently? Today - like I said, I’m watching Broadchurch again, and Hardy’s random bouts of blurry vision, arrhythmia, passing out, shallow breathing...yep. I watched that series the first time I think because of a gif set from it with him in the hospital, and I regret nothing. 

17. What are your least favorite whump tropes?

Over the top whump. Like, to the point no one would survive, or ever be functional again. H50 pushes that boundary a lot. Like I said earlier, not a huge fan of sickfics, or fics that just deal with the physical and never develop any plot (ie, Main Character has been kidnapped for revenge against other character; they’re tortured brutally for the entirety of the fic, and it ends with ‘I’m safe with you’ heart to heart and BAM done). 

Of course, now that I’ve answered all these, it becomes abundantly clear to me that I reeeeally need to work on stuff (I’m currently catching up on Umbrella Academy, the Bodyguard, and Good Omens, so other fic has fallen by the wayside). Bad for writing; good for crochet projects (I’ve made three hats and two baby blankets - and I don’t know anyone expecting, so...). Anyway. Thanks for the ask!

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Whumpmas in July Day 2: What’s your first memory of whumperflies?

I’m gonna be honest, I’ve got a shit memory. Undiagnosed mental disorders and the trauma that comes from that aren’t exactly great for having childhood memories.

But I do remember I wrote a story about a phoenix who gets captured by a bunch of hunters and tortured, and the story went on and on. I wish I could find and reread it, I wanna see how good I was as a baby whump writer. Oh, and I would also think stories to “The Bad Things” so they wouldn’t take me away to nightmares in my sleep. And they may have been normal at first I don’t remember, but at some point they became whumpy. And it’s stuck.