You and your MC preparing for the final push:

Writers in the middle of a first draft like:

Pulling that bait-and-switch on your betas like:

When someone says they don’t like your genre:

When someone (who doesn’t write) complains about how hard it is to write something:

When that character isn’t quite turning out how you wanted:

authorinmyhead:

This can’t be it. This isn’t my dream. This won’t be my forever. I refuse to sit and dwell here. I refuse to give up. I refuse to settle. I’ve come to far to get to this place, although I’m passing through. I gave up so much of myself, although, I needed me too. But, this isn’t it. This can’t be it. This isn’t what I expected. This isn’t what I want or need. This isn’t it. I swear, it isn’t.

Most days, I don’t feel good enough. Sometimes, I feel inadequate. Like, no matter what I do or say…it just won’t make sense. People won’t get it. They don’t get me. They never understand. Most of the time, I feel invisible. Not noticed or seen. I fade into the background and dwell amongst the shadows of everyone else surrounding me. My voice is soft and timid. I have no tone. My words are the sweetest whispers only a few who are close to me can hear them. I scream in painful agony, silently. Trying not to burden anyone with my baggage or being. But, sometimes…I need help. I shrink and feel small amongst crowds, so…I try not to take up too much room when I fit into where I belong. Even when cozy and nestled close in my position and role. I still feel alone. I still feel as if I don’t belong. As if, I am unworthy to be in this place. As if, I am undeserving to be where I am. As if, I should be ashamed of being who I am. But, sometimes…I need space. It’s exhausting and I am so tired. I need someone to talk too. I’m tired of changing. Tired of adapting. Tired of pretending. Tired of denying these feelings as if they don’t come from something deeper. I need someone to save me. This is broken. This is dysfunction. This is anger. This is sorrow. This is despair, grief, depression, rage, and confusion. This is a slow painful death to a person I love but, lost so long ago. I need for you to care. This is me. Breaking down to ashes. But, I won’t stay down here too long. I promise. I need to rise up and start over. This is my recovery to freedom…

I release what I have no control over. I let go of what no longer serves me. I relinquish my temporary desires and expectations. I surrender to my God and myself, alone. I accept what is and understand what was. I am walking away from my past. I am present, here and now. I embrace change for what it is and all it has to offer. I am thankful to be alive and well in all of my bodies. I am creating a positive life, working in an obedient and disciplined mindset, and operating at a higher frequency of pure love. I am no longer bound to anything or anyone. I am free. I am me. I am.

Prompt

In a world where pain is a physical object, it can be bottled and sent off to where it must be endured by the world’s prisoners

Prompt

You are what mankind believes to be the devil. However, there are three things that they’ve got all wrong, first of all:

1) everyone goes to heaven, no matter what they do in their life

2) you’re the only one who’s ever escaped heaven

3) heaven is absolutely and utterly fucked

Dialogue

Person A: “Oh no you don’t! You do NOT get to pin this break in on me!”

Person B *sputtering: “BUT YOURE THE ONE WHO BROKE IN!”

the-moon-dust-writings:

Writing Prompts

1. “I would throw a pineapple at you right now if given the chance.”

2. “Wait! Where is that quacking coming from?”

3. “In my defence, you left me alone for a whole day.”

4. “Sorry, does my finesse distract you?”

5. “OOOOOOH YOU LOOK SO BEAUTIFUL!”

6. “Oh, calm down! Haven’t you ever broken a law before?”

7. “Look at my slippers! Look at them! Aren’t they the best thing I ever spent my money on? I love them!”

8. “What? What I’m doing is totally normal! Don’t judge me!”

9. “Hey fam! It’s ya dude, ready to eat some food!”

10. “Not to be sappy, but, dude, I love you man, you’re the best.”

11. “Sorry I almost killed us all last night.”

12. “I think we are gonna have a great time, you know why? I have a laser pointer and there will be cats.”

13. “Move! My heels are sharpened for this specific reason.”

14. “I’m gonna be positive goddammit!”

15. “Are you gonna murder them or naw? I got places to be.”

16. “Is that a duck? Why do you have a duck? Wait, where did you get a duck?”

17. “There are at least 17 ways this could have gone better. Literally. Like, I’m counting them right now, you are an absolute moron”

18. “Yes, but last week a dragon almost set my head on fire, so it’s your turn to negotiate.”

19. “There is not enough salt in the world to protect us from the hell you’re trying to unleash.”

19. “I am way too sober for this”

20. “Remove your hand off of her before I slice it off and beat you to death with it”

21. “I’m not going to go on another one of your little adventures that ends up with me in the hospital!”

22. “No! I don’t want to be an immortal. I never have! Who wants to live with themselves for that long! BLECH”

23. “Can you please go be stupid somewhere that’s away from me?”

24. “I THOUGHT YOU KNEW HOW TO DRIVE!”

25. “Why is the floor purple, it was not purple when I left”

26. “What on earth are you doing up there?”

27. “Move! That little shit didn’t pay me back yet!”

28. “Why are all the cups on the floor?”

29. “I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU SET ME ON FIRE ONE MORE TIME”

30. “Another one? Really? We already have ten of them”

31. “Don’t think about it too much or your head might explode”

whumpstar-prompts:

Write about a private, closed off character who’s past or secrets get revealed against their will

Character A going on a recon mission to the very same base (base can be andaoned or occupied) where they were experimented and tortured in.

Character A not telling the team about this bc they’re sure it’s not something they need to know.

Ervyhibg is going well until Character B discovers a file or video and decides to share it with the rest of the team.

Character A being somewhere else and returns to team when they’re halfway done reading/watching. Character A recognizing it right off the bat for what it is and feeling sick to the stomach.

Team being absolutely horrified by what they found and what character A had to go through.

Bonus points if you make character A really apprehensive of going on the recon but character b forces them and character b feels really shitty about themselves when they realize the file they found is about character a

More bonus points if it’s a video and they’re all watching on this bigish tv screen and character a walks in only to see their own mangled body getting strapped to a surgery table/their arms getting hoisted above their hand as whumper prepares their tools (whip, knife, tazer). Team only notices their presence when screen turns black and they see their reflection in the screen. Cue team turning around to see character a pale, shaken, with a glasses over look in their eyes as if they’re somewhere else.

ty for this prompt @whumpstar-prompts

justwhumpythings:

galaxy-whump:

“The only thing stopping me from breaking your neck is that you’re worth a lot to the boss.”

To be said while holding the whumpee in a chokehold.

Breathing hurts, eating hurts, talking hurts, moving anything hurts. Her back was raw with new lashes and the after effects of electrocutions were still in play. She knew she was nearing her breaking point, she wasn’t sure how long she’d be able to remain sane. Footsteps start to approach and she prays they won’t stop near her door but, they do. Her heart goes into overdrive and tears prick her eyes, her hands start to tremble and she can already hear herself begging. “Please, please”, her voice is hoarse and she isn’t quite sure what she’s pleading for. When he steps into the room she tries her best to shrink away.

He enjoys watching the fear spread through her, enjoyed hearing her beg. She looked so tiny, so broken in her chains. A smile danced on his lips. “My dear, you don’t need to be afraid of me”, his eyes gleamed as he approached her. He stopped a few feet from her and slighlty tilted his head before kneeling down so that they were eye to eye. Without warning he viciously yanks her chains forward causing her to sprawl near his feet. Without saying a word he clamps a hand around her throat cutting off her oxygen and forces her to meet his gaze. “When I first saw you, all I wanted to do was snap your pretty little neck in half. I’m glad the boss didn’t let me, because , I have to admit, I’m quite enjoying myself”

@justwhumpythings we love a good choking kink ;)