
I write fiction, dystopian/whump/apocalyptic. Currently writing my WIP, sharing some of my scenes here for feedback.
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That hit hard oh my god
Glued to the pages of that old black diary, memories of a past I barely recognize, a toothless grin goes from ear to ear.
There was so much life, so much time.
I never got to know the little girl I used to be. I am her. She is me.
Still, there's a void I cannot fill, a coldness that crawls just beneath my skin, poisonous emptiness that runs deep within.
I've missed so many things. I will never be complete, not after everything you took away from me.
So I sit and think about everything she could have been,
if only you had let her be.
- r.l

Ok y’all have any idea how to come up with a plot once u already have some plot? Really struggling to find like anything to happen lol
Ideas 3
Suicide
Whumpee originally thought whumper would kill them, now they realize that death would be a mercy.
Perhaps they are able to position their restraints to make a noose
Bang their head against a wall until they bleed out
Pretend to eat the food whumper gives, or don't drink any water or something like that
Talk defiantly, baring the pain so one day Whumper might push just too far, in response
Whumper shows them true strangulation, making sure they never attempt to do it to themselves agin
Whumper beats them slowly with a whip, letting them bleed out, and then bringing them back
Feeding tubs, forced starvation, there is a way to keep you alive without feeding your stomach
Bringing in loved ones, if whumpee has no regard for their own life, perhaps the life of another is more importation
whumpee can't even tell if whumper has drugged them or if the constant, intense torture has just pushed their mind too far that nothing seems real.
they hear screams that they can only assume are theirs. they see blood, too much blood. their body is wracked with sensations, but they're too detatched to process it as pain. or as their own.
and when a flood of strangers enter the room, with noise and lights, and lift whumpee's broken body onto a stretcher, whumpee assumes that it has to be a hallucination their dying mind created.
Literally my whole book lol, I love it sm
Death is a mercy you don’t get
I am so obsessed with any “but I’m going to make you wish I had killed you” line
Oh my god same, my family would tease me cuz my imaginary friend ate the blood and bones of her victims… was I okay?

from my diary
So helpful omg thank u sm
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I miss my body.
I miss my tail, my paws, the way I was never alone in the woods, but never surrounded.
There were no walls that trapped me, Oh, how I miss my body,but I'm stuck with this one now.
For once I walked on four with my squishy paws, now I'm stuck on two, surrounded by these walls. as I lay awake at night, longing for my paws.
I'll know somewhere that part of me that used to have those paws will be sitting somewhere quietly longing for my claws.
So, yes, I miss my body, but I'm stuck with this one now. And I try to remember all the lovely things I can do without my paws.
Ok but why can my brain ever do what I want it to do?? Like I have to fucking trick it into thinking about my story by acting like I don’t want to think about my story.
Like I’m at work and all it wants to do is distract me with new scenes and then at home it’s like “I’ve got nothing, sorry”
She’s just not ready, give her some time, she needs to marinade in my head a bit longer before I can put it on paper.
Yes I want to write my story but my story doesn't want to be written so what the fuck am I supposed to do about that huh?
Quick question tho, does anyone else hate that they’re called whumpees/whumpers?? Like I’m reading some whump inspo and it’s all dark and angsty and there’s the word whumpee in it and I can no longer take it seriously…
Just me? Okay.
Definitely sad endings, I can’t stand happy endings if the characters aren’t actually dead or at least just dead inside I don’t want it. If it doesn’t leave me dead inside, I don’t want it.



starting a collection
I love my little fictional characters!
violently tortures them
Hot blood dribbling over whumpee's lower lip as they lay belly down on the ground, bruised and beaten.
Whumpee spitting blood and forcing themselves up on shaking hands and knees until they stand, swaying on their feet, vision swimming.
Random list of whumpy things I enjoy:
Internal bleeding/coughing up blood
Leaning against a wall for support, their legs give out and blood smears down the wall
Sarcastic whumpees
Suicidal whumpees/whumper getting annoyed because death threats don’t work on them like “I’ll fucking kill you” “I’ll help.”
Scolded for things like: bleeding on something, not smiling (“your prettier when you smile”) passing out
Whumper calling whumpee dear/darling/sweetie etc.
Whumper being so incredibly sweet to whumpee, combing hair with fingers, bandaging/caring for cuts, washing them, wiping away tears
When the whumper takes advantage of old cuts/wounds, ripping open, kicking stab wounds
Literally so sweet wtf??
Whumpee who is crying because they hate their scars. Teammate walking up to them and taking off their shirt, revealing they are covered in scars. Whumpee is shocked, they had no idea.
"Look at me. No, really. Look. You see them? Do you think any less of me now? Do you think I'm ugly?"
"...no."
"So stop thinking that way about yourself. You survived. That's what this means. You won."
Lol these were my notes for my 2nd book. It was three am.
Somehow being hurt/blood makes it safer?
Maybe opposite tho… like u CANNOT FUCKING BLEED (wouldn’t that be spooky)
The endlist snatches up the government
Maybe things change when yaz dies and someone else in charge so things get worse
Driving in a truck, Frankie is speeding, blaire asking them to slow down, Tara just kinda enjoying herself, Frankie promising they would never let anything happen to her, they KISS HER HAND omg
Abandoned buildings
Stealing Raman from abandon gas station
Bit of idk ya know
Wait wtf did I mean by the above??
Someone dies?
New character/love interest for Tara
Does Tara work well with a love interest??
Walls?
Creatures? Like ppl have disease? Idk r we just running from like humans or is it deeper
Blood (sorry I think it’s hot)
Blood in hot way/in like I’m dying way
VAMPIRISM
^probs not tbh^
Wait but NOSEBLEEDS THO

dystopian writers: “what if… everything sucked, but, like, more than it already does?
Whumpee: I can put up with all these other terrible symptoms as long as I don't have to deal with [insert most miserable symptom here]
Whumpee the next day, now experiencing [most miserable symptom] at full force: Well, shoot
Wanted to share a short scene from my WIP, please do not use!!
“How can you do this to me?” They scream, blood dripping from their lips.
“Because I want something.” She says calmly, her hands toying with the knife in her hand, as though they're not dying at her feet. “And you are going to help me get that. Imagine, you and I, the Endlist has taken control of everything. We are on top of the world, darling. I want you to work with me, that’s all I want.”
“I don’t want to hurt anymore.” They say, it feels like surrender, it feels like failure, they tried to be a good person, they tried to do what a hero would do, save the world and shit.
“It’s a win win, Frankie, we both get what we want.”
“You’ll leave Blaire alone?” They ask, quietly.
“If we have you, there’s no need for her.”
“And you never fucking touch me again?” They are so tired, the end is here. It’s over.
“Of course,” she laughs.
Frankie stares into her shallow, dark eyes, something they do have in common. They try to make excuses to themself, I would have died if it continued like this. I can’t take it anymore, I might be sacrificing the world but I just can’t take it.
Does that make them selfish?
Or does it mean they're human? Just trying to survive.
We are selfish animals, we only truly care about ourselves, and in that moment that’s all they could think about. They are not any different, they are only human.
“Fine.” They breathe. Yaz’s eyes light up with delight.
“Perfect.” She sighs, relief in her eyes. “May I remind you of the many times you said you would never help me?”
“It’s funny what pain can do to you,” they say, repeating what she once said to them, their hands shaking. She smiles, a look of approval on her face.
She also said that she would break them, they had told her it was impossible, but here they are, completely fucking broken.