Hello, my name is Eight and I love Little Nightmares!! 🏙 (she/they/any)I am a queer, neurodivergent author and have 3 books in progress 📖🖊I love horror and whump writing!! 🔪🪦🥩I hope you have a nice day!! さようなら!!💖💜💙 💖🤍💜🖤💙)
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For this Disability Pride Month, I saw a post that was shittybad and it made me angry. So have this
if you have violent intrusive thoughts I love you. if you have sexual intrusive thoughts I love you. if you have bigoted intrusive thoughts I love you. you are not your thoughts and you are worthy of love and care and help and affection. you are not a monster you’re a person going through it and that’s okay
‘letting my intrusive thoughts win’
shut the fuck up.
you’re referring to impulsive thoughts, intrusive thoughts are undesirable and often horrific for the person experiencing them. you dying your hair randomly is not an intrusive thought.
if i let my intrusive thoughts dictate my actions, id be in jail for a long fucking time.
DERIVAKAT!!! OMG I LOVE DERIVAKAT!!!
Whumpy Things I Like Part II:
Kneeling with hands bound behind their back.
The instant freeze, when they feel a gun to their head.
Whimpering/ shivering in pain and fear.
Grabbing a whumpee by the throat, but the hand around the neck isn't choking, more just a show of power and control.
“Leave them alone”/“ hurt me instead”/“I’m the one you want”: self sacrificing, to save someone.
The muffled cries of pain behind a gag.
Whumper coming up behind, and startling a blindfolded whumpee.
Willingly giving themselves up, letting the whumper cuff them/take them away.
Rubbing their sore wrists, when they're finally un cuffed.
Whumpee being held back by the arms, when trying to get to a loved one.
Being held down by whumpers on both sides, face to the floor.
Flinching at the crack of a whip.
Being dragged by the hair.
Begging quietly, muttering under their breath to themselves, and whumper says, “what did you say?”
Curling up into a ball, arms protectively to their head/face, when being beaten/kicked.
Being chained to the ceiling, arms drawn above their head, straining painfully.
me with Little Nightmares 😭
it’s been two, almost three years, and my obsession is still going strong
must a piece of media be “good?” is it not enough to first encounter it aged thirteen and have your brain completely rewired forever?
i have such gender envy for them
sometimes you just have to let yourself be a bit neurodivergent.
i hate going out, it gives me a lot of anxiety and sensory input that i dont like, and i am often forced to talk to people.
so i do this thing on more difficult days, or sometimes just for fun, where i "bring a fictional character with me". i walk and imagine Fictional Character walking next to me. they talk to me, reassure me, hype me up, whatever i need them to do.
today dean winchester came christmas shopping with me. he went over the list with me of stuff i needed to get, told me i was doing a good job every time i finished in a certain shop, reminded me to take a deep breath when i got a little overwhelmed.
and yea. its kinda silly. and i know its just me talking to myself in a different voice, but it Works! especially since all of my special interests/hyperfixations tend to be tv/movie related.
so do what you gotta do to Get Shit Done. stop holding yourself to neurotypical standards. if you need Fictional Character to tell you you're doing a good job, do it! if you need Favourite Singer to walk you to school, do it! yea it might feel silly but you're literally fighting against your own brain to get stuff done every single day. you can have a little self indulgent daydream, as a treat.
I, uh, went a bit overboard.
Also, it's been what, 2 years? And I still cant draw Six' hood well lmao.
hi, i am autistic and little nightmares is my special interest.
i absolutely love that little nightmares content has found its way onto my dashboard recently.. however it’s kind of painful to look at it 😭
does anyone else have this, where you are so in love with your special interest that interacting with it is painful for some reason??
I got really frustrated in a debate about Little Nightmares with someone so I’m drawing a whole comic for getting my feelings out.
LITTLE NIGHTMARES MENTIONED ‼️‼️‼️
no but seriously i could (and maybe will) write an essay about Six. she’s just such a complicated and nuanced character. i love her.
I made an updated version
Don't Run V
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4
Warnings: captivity, restraints, torture, experimentation, power suppression, betrayal
Villain had been so stupid. Had been so naive. Had been so blind that now they could see, they couldn't believe they had fallen for Hero's trap.
They lay cuffed to an exam table, power suppression cuffs tight on their wrists awaiting their torture. It was only a matter of time. It turned out that before Organization would kill them, they wanted to understand them. And those like them.
Or so Hero had explained.
"We've never seen anything like you and your kind before. But more and more of you are cropping up. We just want to understand it before we wipe you from the face of the earth," Hero said as they leaned over Villain.
"Fuck you," Villain hissed. It was all they could do. They were cut off from their powers. Cut off from any ability to escape. All they could do was sit and wait to be experimented on. To be vivisected and tortured to death.
Hero scrunched up their nose in disgust. "I can't believe you would think that I would stoop as so low as to work with likes of you. That I would need your help."
Villain felt their cheeks heat. Hero was right. Hero would have never done those things, and so why did Villain believe they would?
As the Scientist leaned over them, poked and prodded them, Villain realized they had time to think about that. Just as they had time to plot their escape. Or so they hoped.
"I don't think I'm going to peel your skin back just yet. No point in opening you up either until I'm ready," the Scientist said as they lifted a scalpel up and examined it. "That will come later, of course. Have to see how it all works, you know."
"Please, you don't have to do this," Villain tried. Perhaps Scientist was more reasonable. Perhaps they had a heart.
"I'm a scientist, of course I do! The world exists to be understood. And I need to understand you. But if I cut you open now, you'll just bleed to death, or at least I think you will. Several of my subjects have done so already."
Villain's mouth went dry. Several? They had caught and killed several?
"No," the Scientist set down the scalpel, "I think I'll start with testing your healing abilities. Don't try to lie, I know you have them. All of your kind seem to. But with these cuffs, you are cut off from most, but not all of your power. So I'm going to see how long it takes you to heal from various injuries. That will be fun, don't you think?"
Villain's heartbeat quickened. They were cut off from most, but not all of their power. They could do this. They could escape. And when they did, they would unleash the full extent of their power and destroy Organization.
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characters reuniting after one of them was presumed dead >>
just think about it!
maybe whumpee faked their death.
maybe magic or something was involved, so they actually died, but somehow came back to life. like maybe they were a ghost who gained a physical body back, or maybe some otherworldly power granted them a return to the living world (ahem, cw’s once upon a time….)
maybe they were left for dead — fatally injured and caretaker had to leave them — but they miraculously survived and found their way home!
maybe they were lost in an accident / natural disasted, and caretaker finds them among the survivers in a shelter or hospital.
maybe they were wrongfully declared dead by doctors, sent to a morgue across the country so their body could be used in a cadaver lab, and then they woke up! (….totally not based on a plot to one of my own fics.)
however it happens, it’s perfect. especially if whumpee is still as physically injured as they were before…
caretaker gasping and crying and wrapping them in an enormous hug. or maybe rushing to their hospital bedside, taking their hand.
“i thought i lost you.”
“i went to your funeral, whumpee, i— i… this can’t… oh, god… oh, god!!”
“you died! how— how are you here?!”
caretaker might think they’re dreaming. after all, they saw whumpee. it was hopeless. they’ve spent god-knows-how-long grieving whumpee. but now whumpee is back, alive, in front of them!
“i’m never leaving your side.”
“don’t ever do that to me again, you asshole!”
“[insert setting-appropriate higher power here], thank you. thank you for giving them back to me.”
Prompt- whumpee is thrown to a monster as a punishment, the whumpee’s believing it to be a death sentence, but monster caretaker with a human intelligence takes one sniff of whumpee’s rank terror flooding their smell combined with blood and infection, decide that “you’re my responsibility now” and try to nurse them back to health
Bonus points if whumpee, overwhelmed and being manhandled by a monster and fully believing a painful death awaits them, fully starts whimpering and crying like a child. They’re so tired and so scared and it has nowhere to go but out of them
content: nonhuman caretaker, restraints, left for dead
Caretaker was used to being treated like a foul beast. Their appearance wasn’t the nicest thing to look at, their claws and horns reminding the poor humans of something far worse than any animal. They were even used to sacrifices being thrown their way; it was rare, but it happened every once in a while, whenever someone had really made the rest of the village mad.
It was the same thing on that fateful night. They were out hunting for some rabbits when they saw the tied up little thing shivering under a tree. They couldn’t see Caretaker yet — they were too preoccupied with bawling their eyes out and trying to get out of their restraints.
Poor thing. Caretaker slowly approached them, silent as they could be, but their paw hit a dry branch that gave off a resounding crack. Whumpee’s eyes snapped to them and their sobbing became louder. “No! Get away! Please, please, get away! Don’t touch me!”
As human-like in intelligence as Caretaker was, the one thing they couldn’t do was mimic human speech. They could understand it, but they could never reply with any kind and reassuring words of their own.
They sighed, knowing the human was going to freak out even more if they went any closer. But there was no other way, was there? The smell of blood and infected wounds in the air was overwhelming, and Caretaker just couldn’t bring themself to leave them for dead. So they took another step forward.
“Please!” Whumpee cried. “Please! Please, I didn’t do anything wrong, I swear I didn’t, please, get away!”
Caretaker moved as slowly as possible, putting a furry paw on Whumpee’s head when they were finally close enough. They mimicked the way they’d seen humans petting each other for comfort, trying to soothe their charge. It did nothing.
“I just wanna live,” they sobbed. “Please, I just wanna live.”
Caretaker nodded and pulled their paw away, instead hooking a claw under the ropes that kept them bound. Snip. Then another rope. Snip. Whumpee was free within seconds, and they used that to try and crawl away. Caretaker watched with pity. They weren’t going to make it far with those injuries.
Sure enough, Whumpee collapsed a few steps away from Caretaker, their crying intensifying yet more. “Please… Please… Please…”
Caretaker approached them once again, this time committed to just bring Whumpee back to their nest, however panicked they were. Whumpee would understand their intentions at some point. But for now, all they could do was scoop up the ruined little human and carry them back while they cried.
if my OC were an animal she’d be a dog. specifically she’d be a german shepherd.
a tiny, loyal, helpless kicked puppy with a floppy ear when she was little—and a scarred, aggressive, scary dog after the timeskip.
guys look at my OC animatic i made :D
(this is my YouTube channel btw)
When the whumpee has someone they trust so much they always instinctively turn to them when in distress or pain. They get shot or stabbed or feel a poison kicking in and they're immediately turning to their person. Scared or confused eyes looking for the ones they'd always feel safest with.
thank you!!!
hello!! i just wanted to say that i have finished chapter 11!! :D
hello tumblr whump community!! i am here to offer y’all a game.. 👀
Whumpee is out on a nice walk in the forest, when they are suddenly (and rudely!) interrupted. if you’d like, you can see if you can help get them out alive..
will you play?
yes: click ‘read more’ no: ..scroll, i guess???
Whumpee continues contentedly up their trail in the forest next to their house. It’s a beautiful fall day out, their absolute favorite kind of day. The air is cool, the wind is blowing, and the leaves are crunchy and falling. They have their headphones in, listening to their favorite playlist.
They’ve been out here for a while. They have a few texts from Caretaker that they haven’t responded to yet, asking when they’ll be home. They’ll answer in a few minutes probably. Or not. Caretaker’s used to them being completely off the radar when they go on walks.
Suddenly, their music cuts off. Whumpee scowls and digs their phone out of their pocket, trying to unpause it. Their headphones are dead. That definitely takes a lot of the fun out of their walk. They should’ve been more responsible and charged their headphones.
With a sigh, Whumpee continues walking. Without their music, they’ll probably head back sooner than later. Just not yet.
And then they hear gunshots. Probably not a big deal, there are hunters in the woods, and Whumpee is wearing their bright yellow sweater that Caretaker always makes them wear in the woods during hunting season.
Still, it sounds kind of close. There’s only about two gunshots and then the sound cuts out.
A tiny prick of unease goes up Whumpee’s spine.
Maybe they should go home. But it’s such a nice day out and they don’t wanna.
***
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hello!! i just wanted to say that i have finished chapter 11!! :D
Things That May Be Causing Your Writer's Block- and How to Beat Them
I don't like the term 'Writer's Block' - not because it isn't real, but because the term is so vague that it's useless. Hundreds of issues all get lumped together under this one umbrella, making writer's block seem like this all-powerful boogeyman that's impossible to beat. Worse yet, it leaves people giving and receiving advice that is completely ineffective because people often don't realize they're talking about entirely different issues.
In my experience, the key to beating writer's block is figuring out what the block even is, so I put together a list of Actual Reasons why you may be struggling to write:
(note that any case of writer's block is usually a mix of two or more)
Perfectionism (most common)
What it looks like:
You write one sentence and spend the next hour googling "synonyms for ___"
Write. Erase. Write. Rewrite. Erase.
Should I even start writing this scene when I haven't figured out this one specific detail yet?
I hate everything I write
Cringing while writing
My first draft must be perfect, or else I'm a terrible writer
Things that can help:
Give yourself permission to suck
Keep in mind that nothing you write is going to be perfect, especially your first draft
Think of writing your first/early drafts not as writing, but sketching out a loose foundation to build upon later
People write multiple drafts for a reason: write now, edit later
Stop googling synonyms and save that for editing
Write with a pen to reduce temptation to erase
Embrace leaving blank spaces in your writing when you can't think of the right word, name, or detail
It's okay if your writing sucks. We all suck at some point. Embrace the growth mindset, and focus on getting words on a page
Lack of inspiration (easiest to fix)
What it looks like:
Head empty, no ideas
What do I even write about???
I don't have a plot, I just have an image
Want to write but no story to write
Things that can help:
Google writing prompts
If writing prompts aren't your thing, instead try thinking about what kind of tropes/genres/story elements you would like to try out
Instead of thinking about the story you would like to write, think about the story you would like to read, and write that
It's okay if you don't have a fully fleshed out story idea. Even if it's just an image or a line of dialogue, it's okay to write that. A story may or may not come out of it, but at least you got the creative juices flowing
Stop writing. Step away from your desk and let yourself naturally get inspired. Go for a walk, read a book, travel, play video games, research history, etc. Don't force ideas, but do open up your mind to them
If you're like me, world-building may come more naturally than plotting. Design the world first and let the story come later
Boredom/Understimulation (lost the flow)
What it looks like:
I know I should be writing but uugggghhhh I just can'tttttt
Writing words feels like pulling teeth
I started writing, but then I got bored/distracted
I enjoy the idea of writing, but the actual process makes me want to throw my laptop out the window
Things that can help:
Introduce stimulation: snacks, beverages, gum, music such as lo-fi, blankets, decorate your writing space, get a clickity-clackity keyboard, etc.
Add variety: write in a new location, try a new idea/different story for a day or so, switch up how you write (pen and paper vs. computer) or try voice recording or speech-to-text
Gamify writing: create an arbitrary challenge, such as trying to see how many words you can write in a set time and try to beat your high score
Find a writing buddy or join a writer's group
Give yourself a reward for every writing milestone, even if it's just writing a paragraph
Ask yourself whether this project you're working on is something you really want to be doing, and be honest with your answer
Intimidation/Procrastination (often related to perfectionism, but not always)
What it looks like:
I was feeling really motivated to write, but then I opened my laptop
I don't even know where to start
I love writing, but I can never seem to get started
I'll write tomorrow. I mean next week. Next month? Next month, I swear (doesn't write next month)
Can't find the time or energy
Unreasonable expectations (I should be able to write 10,000 words a day, right????)
Feeling discouraged and wondering why I'm even trying
Things that can help:
Follow the 2 min rule (or the 1 paragraph rule, which works better for me): whenever you sit down to write, tell yourself that you are only going to write for 2 minutes. If you feel like continuing once the 2 mins are up, go for it! Otherwise, stop. Force yourself to start but DO NOT force yourself to continue unless you feel like it. The more often you do this, the easier it will be to get started
Make getting started as easy as possible (i.e. minimize barriers: if getting up to get a notebook is stopping you from getting started, then write in the notes app of your phone)
Commit to a routine that will work for you. Baby steps are important here. Go with something that feels reasonable: every day, every other day, once a week, twice a week, and use cues to help you remember to start. If you chose a set time to write, just make sure that it's a time that feels natural to you- i.e. don't force yourself to writing at 9am every morning if you're not a morning person
Find a friend or a writing buddy you can trust and talk it out or share a piece of work you're proud of. Sometimes we just get a bit bogged down by criticism- either internal or external- and need a few words of encouragement
The Problem's Not You, It's Your Story (or Outline (or Process))
What it looks like:
I have no problems writing other scenes, it's just this scene
I started writing, but now I have no idea where I'm going
I don't think I'm doing this right
What's an outline?
Drowning in documents
This. Doesn't. Make. Sense. How do I get from this plot point to this one?!?!?! (this ColeyDoesThings quote lives in my head rent free cause BOY have I been there)
Things That Can Help:
Go back to the drawing board. Really try to get at the root of why a scene or story isn't working
A part of growing as a writer is learning when to kill your darlings. Sometimes you're trying to force an idea or scene that just doesn't work and you need to let it go
If you don't have an outline, write one
If you have an outline and it isn't working, rewrite it, or look up different ways to structure it
You may be trying to write as a pantser when you're really a plotter or vice versa. Experiment with different writing processes and see what feels most natural
Study story structures, starting with the three act structure. Even if you don't use them, you should know them
Check out Ellen Brock on YouTube. She's a professional novel editor who has a lot of advice on writing strategies for different types of writers
Also check out Savage Books on YouTube (another professional story editor) for advice on story structure and dialogue. Seriously, I cannot recommend this guy enough
Executive Dysfunction, Usually From ADHD/Autism
What it looks like:
Everything in boredom/understimulation
Everything in intimidation/procrastination
You have been diagnosed with and/or have symptoms of ADHD/Autism
Things that can help:
If you haven't already, seek a diagnosis or professional treatment
Hire an ADHD coach or other specialist that can help you work with your brain (I use Shimmer; feel free to DM me for a referral)
Seek out neurodiverse communities for advice and support
Try body doubling! There's lot's of free online body doubling websites out there for you to try. If social anxiety is a barrier, start out with writing streams such as katecavanaughwrites on Twitch
Be aware of any sensory barriers that may be getting in the way of you writing (such as an uncomfortable desk chair, harsh lighting, bad sounds)
And Lastly, Burnout, Depression, or Other Mental Illness
What it looks like:
You have symptoms of burnout or depression
Struggling with all things, not just writing
It's more than a lack of inspiration- the spark is just dead
Things that can help:
Forget writing for now. Focus on healing first.
Seek professional help
If you feel like it, use writing as a way to explore your feelings. It can take the form of journaling, poetry, an abstract reflection of your thoughts, narrative essays, or exploring what you're feeling through your fictional characters. The last two helped me rediscover my love of writing after I thought years of depression had killed it for good. Just don't force yourself to do so, and stop if it takes you to a darker place instead of feeling cathartic