Turn Based Sex. Take As Long As You Need To Think Of A Strategy.

Turn based sex. Take as long as you need to think of a strategy.

It's me. I'm the whumpee again. I dislocated my shoulder when I was 8, I got hit by a car. There were a couple of other injuries, had to wear a back brace for a while, but the shoulder was the worst one. My dad had to hold my other arm down and the paramedic had to sit on my legs because I kept trying to squirm away. It HURT.

My fiancee dislocated my shoulder again a couple of years ago, and I did the exact same thing Sam did. Slammed my shoulder into the wall to shove it back into place. My fiancee looked like she was ready to rip my head off. She's CNA certified and I was an EMT at the time. I'm well aware how stupid that was, but healthcare is expensive and I don't have that money.

Dislocated joints are actually very fun whump concepts. Think about it:

First you have the initial injury. Be it a dislocated shoulder, hip, knee, all potential locations are dehibilitating, losing the use of that arm or being unable to walk, etc.

Also that every time the whumpee tries to move the dislocated limb they risk making it worse and intensify the pain.

Then... then you have treatment. Forcing a dislocated joint back into place is NOT FUN. Not for the whumpee, not for the caretaker. And if someone inexperienced tries and messes it up... oh boy oh boy we making it worse!

And of course you have all the issues that might come about after the joint is fixed, such as strained muscles, sprained ligaments and tendons, nerve damage, vascular (blood vessel) issues, stiff joints/osteoarthritis... the list goes on.

Anyway thinking about this bc someone I know irl dislocated both their knees on separate occasions, (and it took like four medical professionals to put it back in place). Also I remembered a scene in Mom's Night Out (2014) where Sam dislocates his shoulder and instead of letting a medical professional set it he slammed. His shoulder. Into a wall. And shoved it back in place. In the storming emergency room. In front of the receptionist. I cringe every time.

Wish I had resources like this when I was a teenager. Reblogging because I hope someone who was in a situation like mine was makes it out alive.

Aww. Now do this with whumper. Better yet, take your most hated whumper, put two pieces of bread on either side of their head, and put them into a vice until they can't think enough to reply that they're an idiot sandwich

Caretaker, putting two pieces of bread on both sides of Whumpee's head: What are you?!

Whumpee, resigned: An idiot sandwich...

Caretaker, sighing: Try again.

Whumpee: A sandwich who deserved better, a sandwich who deserved to be loved and cared for, a sandwich who is a human being and not a killing machine.

Caretaker, smiling: Much better.

Yep. I can say with 100% certainty too that if I can do something about it, I absolutely will. Had to deal with a stalking situation for my baby sister (she was 9 at the time) a boy older than me comes asking for her. Told him to fuck off. He didn't. Not until I stepped outside with my pistol, made sure he could see me cock it, and he left a dust trail down the road. I was 15 at the time.

If I can do something about it, I will

A brilliant way to hurt older sibling characters is by messing with their younger siblings. I say this an eldest child - it is awful when there’s nothing you can do to help your little sibs. It feels helpless and infuriating. Doesn’t matter if you’re facing severe weather or someone is physically hurt or if it’s psychological. It sucks when you can’t help your little sibs.