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Took this quiz for fun hehe

quiz here

#defiant whumpee

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things people do after having a nightmare that isn’t crying

struggle to catch their breath

grab onto whatever’s close enough to ground themselves in reality

become nauseous / vomit

shake uncontrollably

sweat buckets

get a headache

things people do to combat having nightmares if they occur commonly

sleep near other people so they can hear the idle sounds of them completing tasks

move to a different sleeping spot than where they had the nightmare

leave tvs / radios / phones on with noise

just not sleep (if you want to go the insomnia route)

sleep during the day in bright rooms

things people with insomnia do

first, obviously, their ability to remember things and their coordination will go out the window

its likely they’ll become irritable or overly emotional

their body will start to ache, shake, and weaken

hallucinate if it’s been long enough

it becomes incredibly easy for them to get sick (and they probably will)

add your own in reblogs/comments!

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can we see a snippet of a shower scene from derek's time in prison?

just one shower, any shower, pls

did not proofread, cannot be tagging folks, this was supposed to be a super quick little ask game thing but it got away from me a little bit

cw: noncon shower , noncon touch , noncon nudity , prison setting

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Derek hadn’t showered in days. When they finally came for him, it had been nine, he thought. He had tried, initially. Every day when it was his unit’s turn, when the guards banged on the cell door and shouted words that were incomprehensible to him, but understood by the others, he had followed suit. 

He had wrapped his arms around his stomach and kept his eyes on the wall and, even then, even when he made himself as small and invisible as he could, people noticed him. He learned quickly that the showers were not a place he wanted to be.

After those first couple weeks, he stopped going all together. At first, no one seemed to care. They could find other ways to torment him, and they did, so his suffering wasn’t worth the fight of dragging him through the prison and depositing him into the cement box full of rusty shower heads and blood-stained drains.

Today, though, after everyone left the cell, a guard hovered in the doorway. Derek shrunk back into the corner of the room, his corner, now, where he had carved out a place to sleep, to eat, to sometimes read or draw. It was partitioned off by the bottoms of two adjacent beds, and although that made his corner small, it gave him the illusion of safety. 

Sometimes.

The guard narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Derek’s sliver of the cell, and barked a drawn out command in Turkish. They all knew he didn’t understand, and at this point, they usually didn’t bother speaking to him at all. He looked down at his hands, waiting for whatever came next.

When two additional guards closed in on him, he didn’t look up. He watched his fingers work together, watched as his own limbs started to shake, while heavy footfalls, hushed conversation, scoffs and laughter, came nearer and nearer and eventually, as calloused hands gripped into his shoulders, hauling him up.

The guards turned their commands toward him, over and over, louder and louder, and with each word, Derek retreated further inside of himself until his eyes closed, his mind singularly focused on surviving this– whatever this would become. The crack of knuckles across his cheekbone brought him back momentarily, long enough to get his footing and then lose it, long enough to see men, rows and rows of men inside of their cages, watching as his body was dragged through the long corridor. 

He didn’t fight as his clothes were ripped off of him, or as he was shoved under one of the showers. He felt the burn of tears behind closed eyelids, and he crumpled to the floor, but he didn’t fight.

One of the guards, one who had taken a particular interest in him, spoke quickly to another; their fingers dug into his wrists as they lifted him, and still, he didn’t fight. When they turned the water on, the frigid stream instantly laying its own assault on him, he cowed, and something close to a whimper escaped him.

All three guards laughed, and the two released their hold on his wrists, shoving him once more into the wall.

“You stink,” one of them said, pushing a bar of soap into his hands. Derek shook as he accepted the silent cue, and as quickly as he could, ran the bar over himself. He was painfully aware of their eyes tracking every movement, but the freezing water, the days of too little food and too little sleep, the beatings and the laughter and the tears and cold, made it hard for him to care. He finished quickly, too quickly, and the guard closed the distance between them, took the soap from his hand, and vigorously scrubbed every inch of Derek’s trembling form.

Derek wasn’t sure when he had started crying, but the heat of the tears that slid down his cheeks drew his attention to the fact, and he closed his eyes, and he slid to the floor as the water was finally turned off.

He was left like that, that day, on the cement floor, shivering, with no towel, and no clothes, and not a single soul in that prison who had any intention of helping him. 

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“I’m sorry, but you have to wear the muzzle during experiments now. While your screaming is understandable, it’s been scaring the other subjects and needs to stop.”

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“I’m sorry, but you have to wear the muzzle during experiments now. While your screaming is understandable, it’s been scaring the other subjects and needs to stop.”

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What are you used for?

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#YEAH #WOOOO! #at post limit so Im using the queue for the first time

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Does anyone have any tips for working through frustration and anger? I sit down to do this assignment and within seconds my hands are shaking and I want to scream and throw things. I can't take a break because I just started *seconds* ago.

Anyone else deal with this? It happens with all of my school assignments and I *need* to do them and I just can't.

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Does anyone have any tips for working through frustration and anger? I sit down to do this assignment and within seconds my hands are shaking and I want to scream and throw things. I can't take a break because I just started *seconds* ago.

Anyone else deal with this? It happens with all of my school assignments and I *need* to do them and I just can't.

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Does anyone have any tips for working through frustration and anger? I sit down to do this assignment and within seconds my hands are shaking and I want to scream and throw things. I can't take a break because I just started *seconds* ago.

Anyone else deal with this? It happens with all of my school assignments and I *need* to do them and I just can't.

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a whumpee who's so caring and so loving and so so kind that nobody knows what they're going through until they reach out and ask for help. even then, it's hard to get someone to help because everyone thinks it'll be something small whumpee doesn't really need help with

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Reblog to boop your whumpees

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@whump-space 's Juni! Part of a trade.

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#THE BOY #having a slightly better time :) #stay tuned for my rankings of fics and images based on the time he's having

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GTFO genuinely

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Finished comm for @whump-space !! I am still accepting comms if people would like! Check them out here!

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#LOOK AT THIS BOY!!! #hes having a terrible time >:)

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im kind of interested, as a person in the whump community under the age of 18, what percentage of this community is under 18. i see a lot of whump blogs that say minors DNI, which is a struggle for me since i literally thrive off reading whump. is it weird for me to enjoy whump since im underage and the topics we write about are typically quite fucking disgusting?

pls reblog, just because it helps with the purpose of the poll <3

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Would anyone want to see the minotaur fucking art I made?

Unrelated question, would posting minotaur fucking get me banned?

#monsterfucking #not whump #maybe technically whump actually?