Welcome to the writing side-blog! Main is @cauliflowermaterial, so that’s how you’ll know I’m following you.
I write snippets of larger stories that live in my brain and for prompts. I’ll be reblogging whatever I like here—mainly writing prompts, dialogue lines, and angst.
AO3 account is under the same name (CakeintheVoid)
Masterlists/writing below the cut:
using emdashes and a semi colon in the same line. this sentence will end when i do
if i say "i imagine" or "i think" in regards to my ocs its because i dont knowwwwww. theyre living their own lives im just filming them at occasional moments and calling it a day
give me whumpees with scars they can't hide. Not by a scarf, long sleeves, or even a mask. Give me whumpees whose hair has gone white with stress, give me whumpees whose hands shake and are always unsteady, give me whumpees with amputated limbs and scars that split their features. Uncomfortable scars. They aren't aesthetic they aren't pretty they just are. And then let them deal with hushed "oh god"s and the stares and the whispered conversations behind their backs. Let the recovery break them in ways not even the torture could.
aftermath… whumpee looking in the mirror and just silently staring. running a hand over their buzzed hair, maybe, or tracing the bruises or bandages or stitches on their face.
“Get away from me.”
“We don’t mean any harm.”
“I didn’t ask if you meant any harm. I told you to get the hell away from me.”
ghost whumpee who was whumper’s previous captive and is now the current whumpee’s caretaker my beloved
hey if you’re an active whump blog could you throw a like or rb on this post? had the itch a lot lately and haven’t had enough people’s blogs to dig through.
Alternatively:
Hi! I would like the usual whump (favorite trope).
