#TW: drug withdrawal

[nerdywriter36]

There Comes at Last an End to the Bitter Frosts, Chapter 1: Discovery

AO3

A friend of Erik's discovers his dependency on an addictive substance, and she decides to take on helping him overcome this problem. However, she perhaps doesn't go about it in exactly the right way.

This idea has been sitting on the back burner for a WHILE now as an offshoot of an upcoming enemies-to-lovers fic that @brendadaaedestler and I have in the works. When @textsfromthefifthbasement announced their E/OC Flash Event, we found that this fic perfectly fits one of the Bingo lines and decided to finally put it out into the world! The next four chapters will follow in due course. This first chapter is based on the prompt 'anti-hero.'

We hope you enjoy the start of this little mini-fic!

also shout-out to @brendadaaedestler for putting this gorgeous banner together in record time! ❤️

#my writing #that's my friend! #phic #erik #oc #erik/oc #e/oc #eoc flash event #tw: drugs #tw: drug abuse #tw: drug withdrawal #tw: drug addiction #poto

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1332

TW: Substance Abuse | Overdose

Anon asked:

Do you have some prompts for a whumpee struggling with substance abuse after some bad things happening in their life, and their friend / caretaker supporting them through it?

A few:

Maybe the caretaker notices erratic behaviour and decides to address it gently. This could lead to a discussion, or even an argument if the whumpee tries to deny it despite the evidence being clear. (Why do they try to deny it? Are they ashamed? Embarrassed? Worried about what people are going to think?)

The caretaker could find out about the abuse when the whumpee hits rock bottom. They could get a call from the hospital/a concerned friend etc. Maybe they haven't heard from the whumpee in a few days, so decide to do a welfare check of sorts. They could get there just in time to witness the whumpee overdosing.

Does the whumpee relapse? Do the caretakers threaten to give up on them?

^ I like the idea of the caretaker saying that in private, but the whumpee accidentally overhears.

During recovery they celebrate small victories - a day sober, three days sober, a week sober etc etc. It becomes tradition to get a cake for every milestone. Maybe at a longer milestone - when the whumpee as gotten much better - it's not until late at night that they realise it's a milestone day. Their only option is to go to a gas station to find a cake, but their only choices are the questionable hotdogs, flowers, a chocolate bar, or even more questionable sushi.

At first the whumpee rejects professional help, but seeing the strain it puts on the caretakers, they decide to seek out a therapist.

Don't forget the withdrawal symptoms.

What kind of coping mechanisms do they put in place? Chewing gum? Knitting? Folding laundry?

On the emotional side - the whumpee has to work very hard to repair the relationships they damaged.

#whump #writing #prompts #angst #ideas #withdrawal #drugs tw #addiction tw #substance abuse tw #overdose tw #comfort #recovery #worry

[heartnosekid]

hey friends, i wanted to share some things that are going on in my life right now. mostly for possible support, since it is really difficult going through this right now and i wonder if any of y’all have been through the same.

in july, i had three psychogenic non epileptic seizures (PNES) which required me to go to the hospital. they were caused by extreme nervous system stress, i.e. ptsd and panic attacks combined with the fact i was trying to self medicate with cbd and delta 8. super scary, never experienced a fear and strangeness like that before.

since then, i have had like. no full seizures but instances where i felt like i did before the onset of having the three in july.

i am now coming off cymbalta, the second SNRI i have had to come off in the last three years. i am experiencing pretty intense withdrawals and i was wondering if anyone else has had experience with cymbalta withdrawal as well and if anyone could tell me what their experience was like.

essentially my withdrawal symptoms are feeling similar to how the onset of the PNE seizures felt, and i am kind of just. i guess super scared. i have a support system IRL, but regardless of that, whenever i have these symptoms, i feel so alone and isolated. not necessarily in a lonely way, but in the way that i feel the extremest thing is going to happen and no one will be able to help me, if you know what i mean.

so yeah. i’m sorry to vent here, health problems have really been kicking my hind-end in recent years and now the seizures and withdrawals on top of it has really made things more complicated. and i wanted to know if anyone else has any similar experiences, because if someone has shared my experience, it will somehow calm me down. i will be responding to all comments left on this post btw.

as always, i love you all. very very much. if i miss any trigger tags on this post, please let me know and i will fix it accordingly.

- ish 💕

#ish talks #mental health #medication tw #withdrawal symptoms #PNES #cymbalta #drug ment tw #health problems

[marvel-ous-whump]

Whumper kept Whumpee drugged up for years so they couldn't escape. After being rescued, Whumpee drifts for days as the drugs slowly leave their system. They're only partially aware of the Caretaker's presence but find it comforting as they slip in and out of consciousness.

And then... the withdrawals hit like a truck.

#Drugged whumpee #tw noncon #Non-con drugging #non con drug use #drug whump #whump prompt #caretaking prompts #tired whumpee #withdrawal tw

[alitan99]

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ THEMES RELATED TO DRUG ABUSE/ VISUAL DEPICTION OF WITHDRAWAL

I have an au in mind where Luis (or Punk Luis) develops a drug addiction to cope with the events of RE4R and all the horrible things that happened because of him.

This au does have a happy ending, Luis does get clean but I think about the moments where he struggles including this one scene in my mind where he’s experiencing withdrawal while trying to recover.

#trigger warning #drug abuse #withdrawal symptoms #tw drugs #serrennedy #RE4R #leon kennedy #luis serra #punk Luis Serra #addiction

[cat-hybridcellbit]

A part of me wonders if Forever’s rage as the meds wear off is also intentional on the part of the federation. They’ve basically forced him to be completely addicted to the meds because the effects of the drug wearing off are so terrifying to him that he has to take more just to avoid it. He’s just desperately trying to avoid the awful withdrawal symptoms at this point.

#qsmp #tw drugs #qsmp forever #I feel so bad for him he was forced into this and now can’t get out because the withdrawal is so horrible it’s pretty much unbearable

[pluralcultureis]

Plural culture is one of our alters started vaping so now all of us deal with withdrawals and are so damn mad

.

#endos dni #osdd #pdid #did #did system #pdid system #osddid #actually did #traumagenic #actually dissociative #plural culture is #tw drug use #cw drug use #tw withdrawal #cw withdrawal #tw vaping #cw vaping

[kabie-whump]

♡ Febuwhump Day 29: Not Allowed to Die ♡

@febuwhump

omg last day! I'm done! That being said I accidentally wrote two for this prompt. I decided to post this one but I might do the other later cause it's about Solstice and I love them.

So here's another little thing to go with my series, 'Ripe, About to Fall.' Takes place some time before Onthyes shows up.

Content: pet whump, ! suicide attempt ! , intimate whumper, jumping off a balcony attempt, defiant whumpee, nonhuman whumpee, drug addiction/withdrawls, non explicit dub-con (or non-con depending on how you see it), transactional sex

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"Not so fast, little bird."

Ventis yelps as Athos's hand snags his arm and pulls him from the railing of the balcony.

"No!" Ventis grabs the railing, holding himself there as Athos tries to drag him back inside. "Let me go!"

Suddenly, Athos stops pulling and pushes on Ventis's head, causing his face to hit the railing so hard that he blacks out. When he comes to he's sprawled out on Athos's bedroom floor and the man is locking the balcony doors.

"Did you really think you could escape like that?" Athos asks as he returns to Ventis, grabbing his horn harshly to pull him up to his knees. "That fall would've killed you!"

"I know!" Ventis snaps back.

Athos's face goes from shock to rage faster than Ventis can comprehend. His hand flies, striking Ventis across his cheek and leaving a cut in the wake of his ring. Ventis's head snaps to the side but Athos uses his hold on his horn to pull it back to face him.

"Stupid boy. You would really rather kill yourself than spend another day in luxury?"

Ventis averts his eyes, earning a hand on his jaw, squeezing too hard. "Look at me," Athos demands.

Ventis looks, his eyes filling with tears.

"You aren't allowed to die," Athos hisses in his face. "Not unless I want you to. Your contract states it very clearly."

"I hate you," Ventis snarls. "Death would be better than having to look at your ugly face all day."

He's slapped again, then shoved to the floor. He curls into himself as Athos's foot slams into his ribs and leaves him gasping for air. After a few more kicks Athos grabs Ventis's wrist and drags him over to the bed where he cuffs it to one of the posts at the end.

"You're sleeping on the floor tonight," Athos says as he secures the chain. "And no nightspill until you learn to be grateful for what I do for you."

Fear rushes through Ventis and he can't help but let out a sob. He can't go through withdrawals again. It hurts too much. "No, please. I'm sorry." He reaches for Athos, catching the edge of his robe and pulling on it. "I'll make it up to you. I'll be good, I promise."

Athos sighs, reaching down to pet Ventis's hair. "I wish you would be this sweet to me when you aren't in trouble, dearest."

Ventis stares up at him, batting his lashes. "Please, master," he says again. "Let me show you how good I can be for you."

Athos cups Ventis's cheek gently, smiling at him. "You're finally learning the way of things here. I'm very proud of you, treasure."

Ventis takes a deep breath, preparing himself for what is to come. He's willing to take a few moments of discomfort tonight to ensure he won't have to go through withdrawals tomorrow. It's worth it, even if this man disgusts him.

Just a few physical acts and he can avoid punishment completely.

Except when it's over and Athos is satisfied, Ventis is banished to the floor again. and when the next morning comes Athos ignores Ventis's pleading looks and the nightspill box remains firmly locked.

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[exquisitexagony]

// @gollldrush

“How can you- how can you possibly know that?” The words fall off of Samuel's lips in an array of distaste and discomfort. Her voice feels like a threat, even though she's gentle in her approach. He's tense, his eyes dark and tired, his hands shaking as he grips them tightly in his lap. Asking her for money again.

He'd stopped. Or, tried to stop...Again. For the hundredth time, but he was falling apart at the seams. Cold sweats, night terrors, psychosis. His body ached and craved a fix. She didn't know. He had never told her. Of course he hadn't. It wasn't exactly something he brought up. It wasn't something he usually liked to view as a problem. As far as he was concerned, it was a choice he was making. He had it under control. It was nothing more than that. He'd never once considered it an addiction.

Xe paused in xyr words, shrinking back in xyr seat in that quiet little diner. Xe cleared xyr throat, glancing up as the waitress brought over their drinks, hands fidgeting aggressively on the table. Xe sniffed, fingers twitching as xe brushed a stray curl back from xyr face alongside a drop of sweat on xyr temple. Xe watched the waitress walk away before turning back to Leo.

"No..." A quick shake of their head, lips pursed slightly. They can't meet her eyes. "No, you- you don't know that... You- you don't know what you're saying."

#gollldrush #addiction tw #withdrawal tw #drug mention tw #hopefully this works!!

[fallenwhumpee]

Induced drug addiction/withdrawal whump for information or just cause whumper is a sadist

This is a good one. Please enjoy <3

Stop

• Masterlist •

Warnings: Drugging, restrains, withdrawal.

Whumpee whimpered when their head fell, their neck aching. They were tired of fighting the binds, their body too worn out to get it loosened anyway. They couldn't see around themselves, but they knew they were still in that interrogation room.

In the dark, they could barely choose the chair and table in front of them, a line going up at their side.

No, not this again.

Whumpee tried to control their reaction, another bag hanging over their head. Whumpee shuddered involuntarily, thinking whatever Whumper had decided to dump into their blood.

Whumpee hissed when the lights opened in the interrogation room, their eyes unused to the brightness even though it was dim. They didn't need to look to know who came.

Footsteps echoed behind them, and they tried their best to appear still.

They heard Whumper pull the chair and sit in front of them with solid steps. Whumpee kept still, their head down. Maybe Whumper would just think they were asleep. It was for their own good that their body also froze.

"I know you're awake."

Whumpee gulped but didn't move.

"I don't have all day, you know."

Whumper pushed their chair back, Whumpee unable to contain their little scream when the air knocked out of their lungs with the impact.

Whumpee pulled them back up with the chair from their collar. Whumpee didn't let the cry bubbling on their throat out, not wishing to anger Whumper.

"I will ask you nicely for one last time. Tell me where your base is."

"No," Whumpee breathed out. They were tired of telling this.

"Then everything going to happen is your fault, then. I warned you."

Whumper motioned to the one-sided glass, a guard changing their IV.

"That's my usual mix," Whumper smiled. "You've been having it for... three months now? The time passes too quickly. Despite playing with the little drugs I choose for you, this was the only one I gave you consistently. Think of it as my final try before I get rid of you. Your team has been so annoying, but your corpse will be enough to shut them up."

Whumpee's eyes watered. Their team was still looking for them. Their friends were still hopeful of them. They weeped with the thought a little, and Whumper smiled as they mistook it with fear— which Whumpee exploited to the last drop. They knew they weren't supposed to get this emotional about only one sentence. They knew there were no doubts about their team just abandoning them, but Whumpee hadn't been in control of their own emotions lately.

Whumpee soon felt a little more tired than before, but it was expected with everything. They didn't want to get to a conclusion so quickly— they weren't sure if it was because of their thoughts or the liquid messing with them. They couldn't just trust their mind.

With just Whumper watching them, they calmed their weeping, not sure what's going to happen after. They started to count the seconda instead, not wishing their focus to slip while they were in the range of the enemy. They had already shown enough vulnerability.

"Maybe you should see how much you hold out, too," Whumper said with a sickening smile as they took off their watch, hanging it mext to the IV. "For comparison, you stood three days before the seizures started after the truth serum wore off. And it was just a mild coctail, given to you for what? One mont? I didn't want you to go into shock on the spot. But it seems like I underestimated how much you can resist."

Whumpee bit their tongue, Whumper touring the room a few times before coming next to them.

They knew they were supposed to panic. But their body didn't listen to them, failing to even struggle as Whumper tore the IV from their arm.

"Now I'm done here, have fun," they chirped, leaving with the empty IV bag.

Whumpee hated isolation. They had never been alone for long. They had their team. They had Caretaker. People who loved them. But at that moment, none of it mattered.

They were alone.

And it just felt so cold, their body starting to tremble when they noticed how long had passed— only three hours.

A laughter took over them. This was pathetic. They were feeling awful just because they weren't hooked up to a mysterious liquid. It didn't take long for their laughter to turn into sobs.

Whumpee tried to restrain their sobs, their breaths hitching. They could feel all the fear and pain and nervousness of the situation come, and their will finally gave up. They wanted this to stop.

They didn't know how long they could hold out.

Whumpee had never guessed that Whumper could be this cruel. But Whumpee should have known. Their whole team had told them that Whumper was evil. Whumpee had been careless. This was their fault, and they were living the consequences.

Anger and frustration were the only things they could hold onto. They trashed in the chair, not able to do more than inbalancing themselves.

Then they just stopped. It was enough. Whumpee had enough.

Whumpee stilled, holding their ragged breaths. Soon, the footsteps came, and Whumpee tensed involuntarily.

"Having fun?" Whumper went in cheerfully.

"Stop this," Whumpee begged for the first time, tear cracks still burning despite it had been a long while since they stopped crying.

"Ah, no. We just started. Now, will you talk, or do I get to play with my toys?"

#ask #whump #whump writing #tw drugging #restrains #tw withdrawal

[nerdywriter36]

There Comes at Last an End to the Bitter Frosts, Chapter 3: Hallucinations

AO3

Chapter three of my collab with @brendadaaedestler for the E/OC flash event is now up on AO3! This is a heavy one, but still one that turned out really, really well, and we're very proud of it. This one is based off of the bingo prompt 'assassination.'

Thank you for all of the kudos and love on this AU so far, it means a lot to us!!

#my writing #that's my friend! #phic #erik #oc #erik/oc #e/oc #eoc flash event #tw: drugs #tw: withdrawal #tw: hallucinations #tw: drug abuse #tw: drug withdrawal #tw: drug addiction #poto

[neuroticboyfriend]

i keep judging myself for complaining about moderate withdrawal but there's a reason people reach the point of severe ones. i mean yeah we keep using because drugs work (until they dont), but also because even the lesser withdrawals fucking SUCK. no one wants to feel sick and terrified for days to weeks while knowing there's something that could, for now, take it all away. only thing is drugs can kill you and if withdrawal gets worse (as it will if you keep using), that can kill you too.

#julian rants #drugs tw #withdrawal #addiction recovery

[ntls-24722]

Voma, the lampliker

another case of me ruining things with lore

CW/TW: ↓ detailed description of drug use, addiction, and withdrawal (I realize that I really should've been putting this earlier... my apologies)

SO, PROPER NAMES: they are called the Possessed.

They're a spiritual zebraman militia who chew this fungus, a bioluminescent, poisonous stimulant in order to stain the inside of their mouth with the bioluminescence and get a high from it. They believe that the glowing mouths of Debu is the source of their strength and power, and by chewing the fungus they get that power too, which is partially correct - chewing it, they don't need to sleep or eat, get visions or hallucinations, and are working at 200% capacity while on it, becoming "possessed" by the Debu spirit (which is often said to be the source of their sudden bursts of violence...).

However, unbeknownst to the zebramen, this has awful effects on their body, as you could imagine. The Possessed are given the Possesion fruit (they call it a fruit, they are incorrect,) constantly - so they barely sleep at all, barely eat at all, outright collapse from exhaustion or drop dead out of nowhere, have seizures, chew at their fingers (sometimes they break or chew them completely off), they become nauseous and can barely hold down what little food they do eat, and their hallucinations and psychosis often scare them and lead them to depression and paranoia over everything/everyone. And if they survive THAT until retirement, they're going to have withdrawals for the rest of their life

One big symptom though, is the rotting of their teeth! The fungus is acidic and chewing it constantly has eroded their teeth into falling out, which is bad, but is especially bad considering that the zebramen are constantly showing their teeth! They have lips and can close them, but by default they're smiling. The Possessed either hide their bottom faces with cloth or unnaturally close their lips shut.

I imagine statues or sculptures of the Possessed look a lot like sumerian devotive statues... huge eyes because they're held so wide during possession that their scleras are constantly visible, and tight lips.

#also the horns are just part of the helmet. for stabbin' #ntls-24722 #music man #fnaf music man #music man fnaf #fnaf au #music man au #ffps au #homo mousike #voma #(almost) daily music man #tw drugs #cw drugs #tw drug addiction #cw drug addiction #drug addiction #drug withdrawal #teeth #teeth horror #cw teeth horror #tw teeth horror #cw teeth #tw teeth #...i think that's all the warnings i can find #speculative anthropology #speculative worldbuilding #digital

[suitetarts]

if the dea really cared about the war on drugs they would put astarion bg3 in the same category as powdered cocaine

#i am just so incapable of spending my time in this game with anyone but astarion. actually in love. send me to a hospital #probably gonna play through a 3rd time and romance this guy AGAIN. maybe origin karlach that way i can look at her at least #this is a joke but also i would seriously have withdrawal sweats if you try prying this guy out of my grubby little hands #i feel more insane than i've felt since i was in a covid-mando haze. and that was a thing and a half #tw drug mention #astarion #bg3

[mybodyispeace]

38 hours clean from drugs. i wish people wouldn't romanticise addiction. ive been sat here for nearly 2 days unable to do anything but puke and have the shits, ive had 3 hours sleep because of insomnia and one minute im going from freezing and sweaty to burning alive and goosebumps. my head hurts and the lights too bright for my eyes, my stomach kills and my body feels stiff and sore. i can't eat and im struggling to stay hydrated, my hearts palpatating and all the noises seem so distant and muffled. my body won't stop shaking and i have big bags under my eyes, ive got spots popping up and i constantly need the toilet. it's been one of the hardest things ive ever gone through, ironically it feels like when i overdosed, but i wouldn't change it for the world. within a few weeks all my physical symptoms will be gone and ill be left to heal from the psychological problems my addiction and withdrawal have caused me.

#tw ed diet #tw edd #calories #low cal restriction #disordered eating thoughts #drug relapse #drug awareness #drug abuse #drug recovery #drug rehab #tw drugs #drug addikt #addiction #adicción #adicciones #tw drugging #withdrawal #junkie #stoner #cannabis #girls who smoke weed #weedlife #weedsociety #drugs cw #drugs mention #sewer slide #tw depressing stuff

[sopor-opera]

A lot of people know that Benadryl can cause pretty serious hallucinations and delirium at high doses, but there is a bit of a sweet spot between "makes you sleepy" and "gives you dementia psychosis" that leaves you mostly functional but a nervous wreck.

Between 200-400mg (usually, can vary depending) is very unpleasant but you are still mentally "there" mostly.

Effects are:

Anxiety and paranoia, impending sense of doom, repeatedly thinking a bad thought over and over

Sensation of body heaviness; difficult but not impossible to move

Dilated pupils -> photosensitivity

Mild hallucinations (audio usually, of scary and unpleasant things)

Inability to vomit

Difficulty speaking

Forgetfulness, often for days after

Nightmares

Among other things.

It would be really mean of whumper to give whumpee this amount of Benadryl. Whumpee would not only be unable to escape but would also be tormented :-(

#whump #whumpblr #drug whump #tw drug mention #Side note: if someone knows they've consumed large amounts of Benadryl a common repeating thought is “holy shit my brain is destroyed” #Even if it isn't true #Also benadryl withdrawals are a thing and seem to be pretty nasty (a few personal accounts and a pubmed paper)