im revamping this blog I no longer want it to be a vent blog now it’s a whump/angst blog
call me power .they/ them . ⚢ . i love most types of whump but my faves are fantasy, hospital and recovery whump
DNI: kink accounts, nsfwhump, blogs that are too male centered (only focus on male characters), people who hate power from chainsaw man (sorry guys she’s literally me)
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We love a nice gun barrel used to brush Whumpee’s hair out of their face. We love when the cold metal passes over a bruise and presses down gently, drawing out a wince or a groan.
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the absolute devastating intimacy of a forehead rest. when you are both just so tired from existing in a world that demands you to be a rigid, functional individual, and you finally collapse into each other and just lean your forehead against theirs, or against their shoulder. it’s the physical equivalent of dropping your shields. it’s saying i am entirely heavy right now, and i am trusting you to bear a piece of that weight. and the most beautiful part is that the other person doesn’t even flinch. they just adjust their stance, tuck you a little closer, and absorb the impact. we were designed to divide the burden of being alive.
Whumper stumbling into the basement wasted. Whumpee is worried they are gonna hit them, but to their surprise Whumper sits down next to Whumpee, leaning against the concrete wall with a huge sigh.
Whumpee has no idea what to do. The silence stretched on, and Whumper just sits there, drunk. Whumpee is terrified, waiting for something to go wrong. They hardly dare to breathe. Whumper doesn't seem to notice at all.
Then, to Whumpee's biggest surprise, Whumper just starts talking. About a fight they had with a friend. About how lonely they feel. About how empty their life is. About their mom who was never home. About their childhood. Their failed career.
Whumper just spills out their guts in one big sad drunken ramble. And Whumpee just....listens. They don't dare say a word. They are still terrified out of their mind, maybe even more so because they don't know what to expect. They have no idea how to handle this sudden extremely vulnerable Whumper.
Maybe Whumpee feels flattered. Maybe they find themselves clinging to a conversation that isn't about hurting them. Maybe they are too scared to even have feelings about it. They are just waiting for Whumper to leave so they can relax. Or maybe they realize that Whumper is just using them as a human being to talk to because they don't have anyone else, and Whumpee can't leave anyway.
"Everyone hates me," Whumper pouts. "Even you hate me."
Whumper looks at Whumpee with red eyes.
Does Whumpee say something? Do they stay quiet hoping the conversation goes somewhere else? Are they honest and confirm? Do they tell Whumper that they don't hate them? Do they only do that because they are scared to be punished, or do they genuinely feel bad for Whumper? Are they suddenly confronted with the fact that their feelings about Whumper could be more complicated than just hate.
When Whumper is done ranting they leave without hurting Whumpee for the first time since the capture.
"You're a good one, Whumpee," they mumble. And whumpee....they soak it up. They haven't had someone say something caring to them in so long. They hate themselves for it, but the words stay in their head like a pleasant reminder.
The next day Whumper has a vulnerability hangover and they beat the shit out of Whumpee, blaming them for what happened last night.
Sure we all love it when caretaker asks "are you okay" and stoic whumpee goes "I'm fine" when clearly not. But what if whumpee is so out of it that they just shake their head and lean on caretaker's chest.
Whumpee who was forced to wear a shock collar during captivity and as a result has permanent neurological complications
Examples include: Seizures, memory loss, brain fog, migraines, stuttering or slurred speech, hand tremors, loss of sensation/pins & needles in extremities and balance issues
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Caretaker watching Whumpee while they sleep, covered in bruises or scars but for once at peace, face slack. They look so much younger like this.
A mix of feelings swirl in Caretaker — rage, grief, heartbreak, but mostly the sense that they’ll never — never — let Whumpee go through it alone again
wanting to see more Black whumpees like me just absolutely getting it like really being shattered to the ground and kicked while they're down then crying their hollow eyes out for my sadistic pleasure vs not wanting to perpetuate the fetishizing glorification of violence towards Black bodies by colonialism&racism 😍
anyways it is very important to be aware of that kind of stuff bc we live in a racist society and its very easy to perpetuate systemic violence even in the little ways (im not perfect myself and like im somewhat more lighter-skinned than my peers even so i dont feel the hit of racism as roughly as some of them do) BUT for what its worth i think its a very worthwhile line to walk. whump is also about the validation of pain & exploring suffering while humanizing your unlucky main character and Black (+ other nonwhite) characters should get that too. make your nonwhite whumpees cry their eyeballs out and feel hollow in face of the world today #myagenda
they also deserve tragic backstories + sweet caretakers + the reclamation of bodily autonomy in recovery + identity issues + drowning in the puts of utter despair + generally have the worst time of their lives while an audience sympathizes with them. it shouldnt be just the white boys who get it. hold my hand. let's put our Black characters through such hellish torment that they come out on the other side feeling a tangible gab between who they became vs who they used to be. together.
(still on the same vein, this post by @/creatingblackcharacters is a pretty nice resource to start out i think every now and then i reread it i think it has nice things to keep in mind)
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^get peer-reviewed @whumpity-whumpity (on my other post) this is soooo real
it also really hits the nail of what i was thinking ab when i posted this bc like. some very common whump elements like the muzzle and the whip and the pet and the slave etc, which are all cool and lovely when you don't have to take the matter of race into the equation, suddenly become very heavy with centuries worth of context and that's why it feels like we are more limited when navigating black whumpees for example... which is why i think that my point still stands! i'm a big pet whump fan & i am black and i would love to see more black pet whumpees & there are a lot of similar cases out there. even if it's difficult to navigate and somewhat tricky people deserve to be represented in their favorite whump sub-genres too. similar thing with lady whump (+ other "minority whump"). HOWEVER, as i said in my tags somewhere lately there's been a really strong push for more lady whump when before most of what you could find was a lot of men & boys over and over!!! which i think is amazing. i think we can also diversify our whump main characters in many other ways and i really like the direction us as a community are heading towards. black whumpees are 100% worth exploring and i hope we can do that more often in the future :)
#I appreciate you opening up this conversation and I think this does need to be said#when we give white boys the opportunity to be the subjects of their pain and to have agency in their suffering#we are also not granting that same agency to marginalised people#like the point of whump is that it’s about humanising and often empathising with the victim and the survivor#and the fact that like in the mainstream we only get to see white boys get that#is in itself racist and misogynistic imo#because we have plenty of media that features violence against minorities against black peole and women and trans people#but we don’t really get to see these characters given the care and agency they deserve which is what whump tends to be about via prev
yes exactly!!! ty for your input i very much agree
i have been quite fond lately of the classic mental image of Caretaker finding Whumpee, emaciated and beaten, huddled behind a dumpster or in some nook or cranny, just desperately trying to hide from the elements and from anyone who might find them. anyway,
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i love you all and i need you to stop writing trauma as a single breakdown scene in the rain after which the character is Healed and Ready to Love Again. that is NOT trauma :(
⊹ Trauma doesn't announce itself. it shows up as your character suddenly not being able to eat a specific food, or going very quiet in a loud room, or laughing at the wrong moment because their nervous system decided that was the appropriate response. it's mundane and weird and it makes no sense from the outside. the dramatic flashback sequence is the least realistic part. the most realistic part is your character suddenly needing to leave a grocery store for a reason they can't articulate.
⊹ The body keeps score and it keeps it in the strangest places. a particular smell. the quality of light at a certain time of day. a tone of voice that sounds like someone who hurt them. your traumatised character doesn't think "this reminds me of the bad thing." their heart rate spikes and they don't know why. they feel wrong and they can't locate the feeling. they're irritable for three days and only later, if ever, do they make the connection. write the disconnection. it's more honest.
⊹ trauma also does not make people universally sympathetic and wise. it makes some people controlling. some people funny at inappropriate times. some people very good in a crisis and completely unable to handle a normal day. some people are generously kind to strangers and absolutely terrible to people they love. trauma shapes behaviour in contradictory, inconvenient ways that don't resolve into a lesson. your traumatised character can be difficult to like. that's not a flaw in the writing. that's the WRITING.
⊹ Healing is not linear and it is not a destination. your character does not get better and stay better. they have a good month and then something small undoes two years of progress and they have to start again with slightly more tools than before. that's the actual shape of it. the spiral, not the arc. the scene where they finally open up and cry is not the end. it might not even be progress. sometimes it just means they were tired that night.
The first days of recovery that follow a rescue, a traumatic event, a mission gone wrong, an illness... The vulnerability of it can come in different shapes:
Whumpee going non-verbal (they know Caretaker will understand them anyway).
Falling asleep anywhere and at any time: naps don't follow time rules anymore, couches, chairs, other people become the perfect bed for a rest.
Soft and large clothing. Nothing tight at their waist or neck. Big sweaters that smell like someone safe.
Occasional tears after a previous big big cry™
Eating less and only because they have to. They feel nauseous, exhausted... sleep sounds like their only necessity.
Nightmares, confused dreams that leave whumpee sweaty and shaky, visions of alternate endings...
... cue Caretaker shushing them back to sleep, with a warm hand on their back or between their hair. They keep a dim light on, maybe they speak soft words until whumpee falls back asleep.
Speaking about lights, Whumpee who's afraid of the dark being surprised by a small night-light near the door after turning the lamp off for the night.
Getting used to sitting on the medical table in front of a doctor/nurse as their wounds are checked, bandages changed, blood drawn...
Warm baths. Caretaker helping Whumpee with slow and careful hands. They wash their hair, their hands and face, they disinfect their wounds and pay attention to all their bruises, they clean blood and dirt out of their skin until they look almost new.
No one asks anything from them. Their teammates are concerned, they ask whumpee if they need anything (another blanket, a cup of tea, some food, a hug) but they never give them tasks or jobs. Whumpee might feel useless but Caretaker never gets tired of assuring them that what they need right now is a good rest.