#trauma writing guide

[eiraeths]

ear’s guide to writing stab wounds

disclaimer!!!: this isn’t to be used as actual medical advice there isn’t enough information at hand to properly treat someone, this is just for writing.

hemostatic (blood clotting) control is the number one priority. minor bleeding can be controlled with direct pressure to the wound. moderate bleeding may require a compression bandage as well as direct pressure. severe penetrating wounds or a nicked artery means wound packing will be necessary as well as direct pressure.

types of stab wounds:

- blunt stab wound means whatever object caused the trauma wasn’t sharp or wasn’t moving fast enough so the skin tears.

- penetrating stab wounds go deep into the skin and into the muscle.

- superficial stab wounds don’t go too far under the skin and look worse than they actually are.

steps to treatment:

1. if the object is still inside the person’s body do not remove it unless it’s to the groin, neck, or axillae (armpit) and the bleeding is hard to control.

2. remove person’s clothes to check for any other wounds and keep the area clear.

3. keep an eye on blood pressure and airway.

4. the wound type and location changes how the rest of treatment will follow.

location:

head: direct pressure is mainstay. head wounds also bleed more than any other part of the body. has the highest mortality rate.

face: severe wounds to the face means the patient has to be seated forward to keep blood out of the airway.

neck: direct pressure is mainstay. if the airway can be secured and is absolutely necessary, wound packing can be applied.

arms: depending on the severity, any of the three treatments can be used.

legs: depending on the severity, any of the three treatments can be used.

abdomen: damage to organs is highly likely. direct pressure should be applied first while surveying if the object was long enough to damage an organ. if so, wound packing may be necessary.

chest: if the wound is deep enough it can cause open pneumothorax (‘sucking’ chest wound) a seal needs to be placed over the wound to keep air from getting inside. if this isn’t done in time the affected lung will collapse.

back: can typically be treated with only direct pressure. wound packing is rarely necessary.

neck, chest, abdomen, and pelvis wounds should never be packed unless absolutely necessary.

treatment types:

direct pressure: key to any wound. can be done with whatever is available even if that means the medic needs to use their own body weight.

tourniquets: applied to the limbs. typically not applied for more than thirty minutes. in some cases, they can be left on for hours, keeping the phrase “life over limb” in mind. complications with tourniquets like nerve damage or ischemia (no blood circulation) are rare. don’t apply over a joint and apply above the wound.

wound packing: done with standard gauze and or hemostatic dressing

wound packing steps:

1. control the bleeding with pressure. use anything available even if it means t shirts or a knee.

2. place a gloved finger inside the wound too apply initial pressure. this will hurt like a bitch. also gives you an idea of what direction the blood is coming from so gauze can be used more accurately.

3. begin packing the wound with gauze. keep pressure on the wound with finger while wrapping gauze around another finger and pushing it in the wound.

4. keep packing the wound until no more gauze can fit in, and then keep direct pressure on for at least three minutes.

5. after the three minutes, use something like a bandage wrap to keep the gauze secure inside the wound.

6. splinting the area to keep it immobilized may be vital to keep the hemorrhage from restarting

7. if bleeding continues medic has to decide if they need to take out gauze and reapply with new gauze or apply more direct pressure. this is usually done by how long it takes to get to further treatment. the longer the wait the more of an incentive it becomes to repack the wound. if it’s just down the road then apply pressure.

most likely complications:

hypoxia, shock, and hypothermia are complications that need to be watched for and treated immediately if they occur.

hypoxia:

occurs when a region of the body doesn’t have enough oxygen in the tissue. can lead to organ damage, brain and heart damage being the most dangerous.

symptoms include: tachycardia (rapid heart rate), difficulty breathing, confusion, shortness of breath, anxiety, headache, and restlessness.

severe symptoms include: bradycardia (slow heart rate), extreme restlessness, and cyanosis (blue or purple tint to skin).

treatment: oxygen

shock:

life threatening condition where the body doesn’t have enough blood volume to circulate through itself. if it goes on for long enough, organ damage and death may occur.

symptoms: rapid, slow, or absent pulse, heart palpitations, rapid shallow breathing, lightheadedness, cold clammy skin, dilated pupils, chest pain, nausea, unfocused eyes, confusion, anxiety, and loss of consciousness.

treatment: if they’re not breathing, cpr is required. if they are breathing, lay on back and raise feet a foot off the ground to keep blood in the vital organs.

blood transfusion and fluids once in a hospital setting.

hypothermia: occurs when the body is losing heat quicker than it can produce. the more blood that’s lost the more likely hypothermia is to occur.

symptoms: differ based on severity

hypothermia:

in mild hypothermia: shivering, exhaustion, clumsiness, sleepiness, weak pulse, tachycardia (rapid heart rate), tachypnea (rapid breathing), pale skin, confusion, and trouble speaking.

in moderate hypothermia: bradycardia (slow heart rate), bradypnea (slow breathing), slurred speech, decline in mental function, shivering slows down, hallucinations, cyanosis (blue or purple tint to skin), muscle stiffness, dilated pupils, irregular heart rate, hypotension (decreased blood pressure), and loss of consciousness.

in severe hypothermia: shivering stops, hypotension (low blood pressure), absence of reflexes, compete muscle stiffness, fluid builds up in lungs, loss of voluntary motion, cardiac arrest (heart stops beating), coma, and death.

treatment: covering with a blanket, hat, and jacket, adding external heat like a hot pack, and if severe and in a hospital setting, warm fluids via iv, warm oxygen, and or a machine to warm the blood in the body.

if you have any questions feel free to ask! i plan on making a guide to gunshot wounds and a more in depth guide to hypothermia later.

[flwrkid14]

Training the Bat Way (aka Bruce’s Terrible Parenting 101)

Bruce Wayne, aka the Dark Knight, aka the absolute worst, has this little training exercise that the entire family unanimously despises. He calls it “building resilience” or “preparing for the unexpected.” The rest of the family calls it Bruce’s stupid sleep-deprivation kidnapping game.

Here’s how it works: Bruce waits until you’re at your absolute lowest—after a grueling week of non-stop patrols, minimal sleep, and a near-catastrophic Gotham meltdown. Once you’ve finally collapsed into a dead sleep (and sometimes, after he’s sneakily slipped you a sedative to make sure you stay asleep), he picks you up, sticks you on a plane, and drops you off in the middle of nowhere. Sometimes it’s a remote village in the mountains; sometimes it’s the bustling heart of a city on the other side of the planet. The challenge? Find your way home.

Occasionally, Bruce will leave you with some supplies: a wallet, maybe a burner phone, a little equipment if he’s feeling generous. But more often than not, you’ll wake up with absolutely nothing. No money, no ID, no tools—just the clothes on your back and a pounding headache from whatever the hell Bruce drugged you with.

Some highlights of Bruce’s 'training' include:

• Dick waking up in the middle of Germany with nothing but his expired driver’s license and missing socks (He'd hidden cash in them, so he can only guess Bruce found it).

• Steph regaining consciousness in Iceland with a crumpled €5 euro and zero idea how to exchange it for local currency.

• Damian waking up in the middle of the Sahara Desert. No gear. No money. Nothing but sand and the distant memory of Bruce’s smug face.

• Tim once took over a month to get home from a tiny town in Thailand. By the time he made it back to Gotham, he’d created an entire fake identity, complete with forged documents, an elaborate backstory, and several new international contacts. Bruce called it “impressive.” Tim called it traumatizing.

• Cass, of course, took this completely in stride. Woke up in India, dismantled a shady criminal organization she stumbled across, and then casually returned to Gotham two days later like nothing had happened. When asked how she managed it, she just shrugged.

• Duke waking up in the Grand Canyon with his phone at 1% and a granola bar in his pocket. He got home in less than a day, having hitched a ride, bartered his way onto a train, and charmed a group of tourists into helping him. He also got himself a pet chameleon on the way, somehow.

• Jason refuses to talk about his turn, but based on the suspicious amount of diplomatic immunity he now has in several Eastern European countries, it’s safe to say he didn’t play by Bruce’s rules.

If they’re lucky, Bruce leaves them somewhere within the U.S., in which case the Wayne name might help speed up the process. But outside of the States? Forget it. Flashing a “Wayne” credit card can cause more problems than it solves (That's if they're even lucky enough to have a credit card to flash in the first place).

To the rest of the family, this whole thing is less of a “training exercise” and more of a weird, sadistic game Bruce plays when he thinks they’re getting too soft. And no matter how many times they complain, Bruce insists it’s “for their own good.” Because of course he does.

The thing is, they all do get home. Eventually. And yeah, maybe they come back stronger or sharper or whatever excuse Bruce uses to justify it. But at what cost? (Mostly their sanity and a burning hatred of international airline fees.)

Still, the Bats have learned to adapt. They’ve formed their own set of unspoken rules:

1. Always keep some emergency cash hidden somewhere on your person (And hope Bruce doesn't find it, because he will take it).

2. Never, ever fully trust that glass of water Bruce hands you after patrol.

3. And if you wake up in the middle of nowhere, the first step is simple: curse Bruce Wayne’s name as loudly and creatively as possible. Then get to work.

Because at the end of the day, they will get home. And they’ll probably sucker-punch Bruce the second they do.

[lxvepup]

{ School Spirits season 2 finale spoilers }

Thinking about Maddie's scar. I have so many thoughts about it so PLEASE take all my rambles!! GAH!!!

Maddie was stuck, desperately calling for her parents help. But neither could because she is the only one that's ever done that!!

She looked after her mother even when her mom's drinking brought them trouble. She's never been able to rely on someone that failed to take care of her. With her father, there was no choice in the matter. He died long ago. She can't be saved by someone far away, even if it sounds like he feared for her.

Then the water quickly rises. It's a reminder of her dad, but I think it's also the sea of pressure finally consuming Maddie. Something that overtakes her completely. And it remains as she's trying to help her father in this. She starts to swim as he's pulled farther away. Swims then goes for air. Then tries again. Because that's just who she is. Constantly risking her own self for the sake of someone else.

She'd likely continue to try if her mother didn't grab her leg. And the thing is, there's a world where her mother dragged her down. Where Maddie struggles with the pressure of her mom before scrambling to swim up. But they didn't do that. Instead, her mother's love is clear as SHE'S the one to tell Maddie to go. Her parents can't be saved, but she can finally do that for herself.

So she does. After nearly drowning from the stress for so long, she's out of the water. She's free.

[dianartemiss]

Codependency and trauma bonding are terms that get used a lot in certain fandoms but they mean something very different to what they sound like. So if you're an author with an interest in complicated relationships and psychology, you probably want to be using these correctly. Have a very basic guide.

what people usually describe as trauma bonding is collective or shared trauma. that's where you get people who have gone though the same event or similar traumatizing life experiences and become closer as a result. this is the abused siblings who are close because they understand each other, the people who become close after surviving a cave-in together.

what is trauma bonding? at base, it's an unhealthy attachment formed by the victim to their abuser. this is the kind of relationship where there's a cycle of the abusive party lashing out and then apologizing and repenting. the abuser is both the source of harm and the source of comfort, which obviously leads to a lot of tangled up feelings for the other party. that intense, complicated emotional connection that the victim has is a trauma bond.

what is codependency? this describes one single person's behavior. a codependent person has experienced some kind of dysfunctional relationship where they were the caretaker for someone else. this could have been something like an alcoholic parent or a mentally ill partner. then they form maladaptive behaviors, coping strategies, and habits from it. they neglect their own wants, needs, and sense of self. they can be controlling or overprotective, have irrational feelings of responsibility, or be so terrified of abandonment or lack of being needed that they'll stay in abusive situations. they are mentally dependent on their person needing them.

what is enmeshment? this describes a family/relationship dynamic, so two or more people. it's an extreme lack of boundaries in a relationship. the individuality can be lost in favor of the combined whole. this is the moms that are over-involved in their kids lives, the person who needs their partner's input for every single decision, they can't seem to separate their emotions like if one is angry the other is angry. there's a lack of privacy, not much 'mine' and 'yours' but mostly 'ours'.

*there's degrees of 'severity' to everything. life is messy and everyone's going to develop their own coping strategies. there's no judgement here, only information. i'm not even saying anyone needs to change what words they're using. i'm just a person with an interest in psychology.

[rxttenfish]

Omg what DOES Aaravi do as a monster slayer?

the short answer is that it varies with how much of my own stuff im willing to bring in, im afraid

mostly im waffling back and forth on this point right now because if i was a little closer to monster prom canon i might be able to have more fun with it and include a wider variety of situations and it wouldnt be such a downer as it would be in the other case...

mostly, the thing that monster slayers are in the redesign universe is a hate group, plain and simple. a particularly violent and nasty one too, at that - they're focused primarily out of human-majority societies and cultures that have much smaller minorities of other sophonts and/or that contact with those sophonts is new and recent, hence why there's such a strong sorting between "humans" and "monsters". "monsters" isn't a real category in any sense of the word, it's just a social marker for an out-group that is seen as particularly dangerous and frightening and, thus, "not normal". this is also why it doesn't really specify between monsters that are sophonts and monsters that are just normal animals...

primarily this hate group arose out of existing environmental/hunting groups, semi similar to things like forest rangers, and has even common ancestry with witches (or, one of the definitions of "witch"... witch can refer to a human with some innate workable magic, witch can refer to anyone who works with/studies magic as a job, or witch can refer to a supernatural concept/creature which is basically just the trope we have of the witch, as any malignant supernatural person who uses that supernatural prowess for evil. this is different from magic, because magic in this universe is just... another Thing That Exists, not necessarily any different from, say, engineering as a job or study, and belief in the impossible and supernatural is of course going to exist unrelated to that).

as in, there's a fairly universal need in most communities to be able to manage magic somehow. usually there's wildlife or plants that have their own innate pools of workable magic, and those need to be treated and handled differently as a different form of danger in the world, or there's magical aquifers locally, which means that all of that magic is just available as free energy to be used by anyone who has the chance to grab it, and if workable pools of magic aren't regularly maintained to recycle the magic that makes it up, then it can build up wild magic and tends to explode particularly dangerously... so you need someone who has learned how to deal with all of that, and so you get the origins of witches, and the origins of other people specializing to deal in magic and magic-heavy things, and from that you get people specialized in hunting or otherwise managing animals that utilize magic in their biology in some way.

(which, to be fair, nearly everything on this alternate earth is, in some way. magic really is just... free energy for anyone who can grab a little of it, and most life will be able to at least do a little bit of that. humans are a prime example, since even non-innate magic users will still hold and maintain very small pools of magic internally, utilized primarily for metabolism and to offer a slight boost to the immune system and other such things. this is even what souls and ghosts are - just the pools of magic inside of a person that can get shaken loose through particularly traumatic events, although the systems that lead to ghosts are poorly understood (and also different from a soul, the animating supernatural concept... theres a lot of confusing terminology in this universe, and i do that on purpose). it's just that species that either live in or around magical aquifers or are uniquely adapted for it that are magic specialists, where it makes up a much larger part of their biology, and who cannot live without that magic. a human without magic might just be slightly immunocompromised, a demon without magic is dead!)

this is where you get monster slayers, though. because they were a specific movement within this larger group of people who focus on magical life, where they particularly focused on the danger posed by magic specialist wildlife during a time when nonhuman sophonts were being introduced to and "challenging" the dominant culture where they came from, and ended up connecting the two. it's a purposefully very messy grouping without a lot in common other than this specific group targeting them, and their primary goals might be similar to creating and enforcing a human-only community devoid of large, dangerous wildlife around that area that could possibly injure someone. the fact that this also ends up targeting a lot of disabled humans (vampires, zombies, etc, they're just humans who have a specific magic-derived "virus". there's very few benefits to this, it really is just a disability) isn't seen as a problem either in their eyes, mostly because they're also often stereotyped as being dangerous or endangering other people by their sheer presence, so they get sorted in with the other targeted groups as well.

there's also a lot of people and things that we have in real life that would get labelled "monsters" in this specific line of belief, even if i haven't gone into that as much, mostly because i worry that people will think that because i'm writing aaravi as sympathetic that i'm supporting her beliefs or the beliefs of monster slayers too - or that, again, i'm still just in the awkward middle ground where i'm not sure how much i want to go into this and REALLY kill the mood.

(also, because it does kind of miff me when people write fantasy settings but provide some kind of distinction between real wildlife and fantasy monsters in a way that shouldn't actually exist in that fiction. lions and tigers and bears should be considered just as dangerous and frightening as any speculative creatures you put in your work, especially when there's not any one unique feature that tidily separates the world into "animals" and "wildlife". hell this is even what i try to get at with my merfolk, since they really aren't any different from humans, as just another naturally formed sapient animal species.)

and, to be clear, i WANT this to be upsetting. it shouldn't be something comfortable or easy to talk about, let alone witness. it's something that also has to be seen and judged and understood in order to understand aaravi herself, just as much as how you can't understand miranda unless you understand what it actually means for her to be a genocidal monarch who expresses ultimate control over anyone who happens to be under her and is willing to do anything to maintain control in the groups of her equals. for both of them, they're supposed to equally be representative of those who suffer by and under the system they are a part of (aaravi is not allowed to leave the monster slayers even if she wanted to, her being discovered as half-human would mean her potentially being targeted and killed and her family potentially also targeted for association, having her entire self worth tied to her ability to lose her own personhood and perpetuate violence that no one else is capable of or wants to do, or else be blamed as the reason why innocent people get hurt and killed), while also actively perpetuating it (both have a vitriolic hatred of anyone who either "can't do their job correctly" or "isn't hard enough to withstand the pressures of their job", aaravi especially targets and is quick to punish other slayers to try and cover her also being "part monster", she upholds and feels incredibly defensive over her family name and how great her family was at being slayers, she hunts and kills a lot of other people just for them not being human that makes them even more guarded and scared of humans and more likely to retaliate in order to try and keep themselves safe, which also means its harder for anyone else to stop being a monster slayer because even more taboo gets connected to them or being one).

a prime example is actually her grandma, who is still around. aaravi's from a line of monster slayers, which is to say her family was already in this hate group, they were born into it, and aaravi was just the latest in the long line of it all. her mom did work on trying to get out, did meet aaravi's dad and left to where no one else in the group knew where she was, where she could try to start anew and they wouldn't be able to find her, to have a family with someone who she had been taught to view as nothing but dangerous and frightening and not someone to be trusted... and then he turned out to be a garden variety asshole who just... left. never really was very interested in aaravi or salil, got bored with aaravi's mom once she tried settling down after getting out, didn't really do much to support her in trying to remake her life from a brand new foundation, and just left one day without a note or saying anything or anything at all, really.

all of which served as mundane trauma that pushed aaravi's mom back into the monster slayers even harder. it just confirmed a lot of old beliefs that she had burned into her mind after not really helping her to undo or confront them, and she had very little else left to go back to, and she had two kids now that if anyone else learned were the result of her having a tyst with a monster would get hurt and killed as much as she would, serving as a representation of the mistake that had just been confirmed in her mind as such.

it's why it came down on salil so much harder than aaravi, and why aaravi looking so nearly human is so important for the way the story functions. aaravi got pushed harder and harder to both try and make up for her mother's mistake, pushed to become another monster slayer and pushed even harder to be a GOOD one that would be great enough to make up for all that her mother had done while still living up to the legacy that her mom could only think of herself as having ruined, to shove all her monster parts into a deep dark little box that she would never tell anyone else about, who was told over and over how dangerous it was and what would happen if this got out. but salil... salil is much more obviously inhuman, much more obviously something that she can't hide or obscure, and so salil kind of...

well, already their mom was reverting hard onto "all monsters are dangerous and cannot be trusted and NONE of them are EVER going to be good, only lie about it to hurt you even worse", and there was a lot harder... fear, from her, that he picked up on. really, both of them picked up on it, and still aaravi doesn't know and is terrified of the possibility that their mom was scared of them, or thought that they would hurt her, or even outright hated them for being monsters. and because salil was much more obvious about it, a lot more got targeted and felt by salil, a lot more their mom tried a lot less with him, a lot more she just tried to hide him in the house and not tell anyone about him or that he existed. its why when he ran away one night, it was very easy for her to come to the conclusion that he had been found and killed by monsters, and it was very easy for that belief to be passed onto aaravi.

it's also why aaravi's grandma has such a... particular situation. she was also such a prominent monster slayer within that community and group for so long, and so many of the leaders within the community think back fondly of her, but its this very same reason that she can't talk about the amount of doubt she's also felt about it, the mounting regrets and guilt that has built up, the knowledge of what happened to her daughter and to her grandkids, and the knowledge that she can't really DO anything to help it either, even AS someone who holds such an esteemed position and even BECAUSE of it. she's effectively just built up more and more distance from the community over time, isolated herself more and more from these old friends of hers, gone quietly silent in her old age, but its also why shes never been able to fully shake it, and why that connection STILL exists and shes STILL expected to uphold it when it does. she's older than she used to be, more vulnerable, and she has a granddaughter who doesn't have a mom or a dad anymore to look after her, who is at least part of what monster slayers want to exterminate, and there's a lot at stake here that she just can't make herself risk.

so, yeah... i hope this provides a little bit of clarity as to what aaravi in the full redesign verse being a monster hunter MEANS and what she does, because it's not... very pretty, really.

if i write it, i'll likely end up focusing more on the animal side of it, least of all because i can't see aaravi taking miranda on a hunt for a person, but also because it adds in more layers of aaravi feeling disingenuous and doubting herself. she feels like she's lying to miranda, making it more palatable, more acceptable, than it really is, not showing her the full thing and letting herself be judged as is, but also aaravi is ABSOLUTELY not prepared for that conversation and doesn't know how to breach the subject of "i'm basically a serial killer for hire" with miranda, and is equally as scared by the thought of what if miranda actually DOESN'T have a problem with that and doesn't react. but it's also just close enough to still hit that uncomfortable realm with aaravi, just close enough to killing a person that she keeps seeing herself in the eyes of the wildlife, doesn't know which end of the gun she's more scared of being on and doesn't know how to handle any of it.

[the-most-humble-blog]

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🧠 BLACKSITE SCROLLTRAP — “HOW TO STAY MEDIOCRE, SAFE, NON-THREATENING, AND ACCOMMODATING TO ALL”

Step one: Make sure no one feels anything. Ever.

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Want to be universally accepted? Want to “grow” your audience without offending a soul? Want to keep your engagement low enough to never be throttled and never be noticed?

You’ve come to the right graveyard.

Here is your 3000-word crash course on how to not be memorable, not be respected, and not be punished by platforms for the sin of excellence.

📌 PART I — THE SAFE ARTIST’S MANIFESTO

Let’s begin with some core beliefs:

✅ Boldness is toxic ✅ Edge is unethical ✅ Specificity is divisive ✅ Pain is problematic ✅ Humor is dangerous unless it’s quirky and apologetic ✅ Language must feel like filtered oatmeal

Say anything strong? You’re polarizing.

Say nothing well? You’re “highly shareable.”

So aim for that. Say nothing. Beautifully.

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📜 WRITING TIPS FOR MAXIMUM MEDIOCRITY:

Never use short sentences. They hit too hard. They create rhythm. Rhythm is danger. Keep your lines long, soft, and full of academic fluff.

Apologize constantly. “I don’t know if this makes sense, but…” “Maybe this is just me, but…” “This might be controversial (though I hope not!)…”

This signals to the algorithm that you’re a good little sheep.

Prioritize aesthetic over impact. Use words like “dreamscape,” “liminal,” “ethereal,” and “gentle chaos.” These mean nothing. Perfect.

Hide your voice. Write like an email from a 26-year-old therapist who just got dumped but is still trying to be ‘growth-minded.’

Avoid opinions. Instead, ask questions you don’t answer. Ex: “Is anyone else feeling this way?” “Why are we like this?” “Maybe the moon is crying, too?”

Algorithms eat that fluff like candy. Readers skim it and move on. Success.

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🎯 GOAL: Make content people can scroll past without risk of reaction.

If someone gasps, laughs, clutches their chest, or saves your post to re-read in private?

You failed.

Your job is to decorate the feed like a succulent in a therapist’s office: safe, expected, and incapable of provoking growth.

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🧠 ADVANCED TECHNIQUES FOR REMAINING UNTOUCHED:

Use lowercase. all the time. makes you seem chill. submissive. non-threatening. like you wrote this in the notes app while crying in the tub.

Overuse disclaimers. Start every piece with: “TW: feelings” or “Just my thoughts, no offense” Even if it’s about cereal.

Dilute emotions. Don’t say “I miss you.” Say “the concept of missing someone is interesting lately.”

This signals to readers that your heart has been smoothed over with Vaseline.

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And when it comes to posting on platforms?

Use the M.E.H. Algorithm:

M – Make it vague E – Evoke nothing H – Hope no one thinks you’re weird

Success is when someone reblogs your post and says: “This is so me” …without knowing what you meant.

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But what if someone feels something?

What if they get obsessed with your writing? Read it 5 times? Cry? Send it to their ex?

🛑 ERROR.

You triggered the algorithm.

Engagement spikes. Watch time spikes. The AI behind the platform says: “This person is not behaving like the others. Flag.”

Now you’re in soft jail.

📌 PART II — HOW TO NOT EXCEL AT WRITING (AND AVOID PLATFORM RETALIATION)

So you want to write well?

Don’t.

That’s how you get noticed. That’s how you get throttled.

Here’s what to avoid if you want to remain comfortably irrelevant:

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🚫 Do NOT create scrolltrap cadence. Rhythm locks eyes. Locked eyes = longer view times. Longer view times = moderation attention.

Keep your lines choppy. Avoid repetition. Never build emotional momentum.

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🚫 Do NOT use psychologically triggering words. Words like: “ache” “obsession” “raw” “kneel” “forgive” “remember”

These activate mirror neurons. That’s illegal.

Stick to soft descriptors. Ex: “warm fuzzies,” “gentle vibes,” “safe content.”

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🚫 Do NOT target memory. If someone remembers your writing a week later? You’ve disrupted the feed.

That’s algorithm vandalism. You’re supposed to be forgotten in 1.7 seconds.

That’s what the average user is trained for. Do not ruin that.

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🚫 Do NOT touch taboo. Do not touch God. Do not touch trauma. Do not touch sexuality without seven disclaimers and a trigger warning for the trigger warning.

Make everything sound like a politically correct group project at an HR summit.

🚫 Do NOT write in a voice that feels like a person.

Because that would be distinct. Distinct = dangerous. Distinct = “difficult to brand.”

Be vague. Be neutral. Be an AI-generated vibe with fingers.

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🛠️ PRO-TIP: If you do accidentally write something strong? Delete it within 2 hours. Or bury it under a meme dump. Let the fire die beneath pixels.

Better yet — doubt yourself publicly.

Say: “Idk if this makes sense” Say: “This might be cringe” Say: “Ignore me lol”

The platforms love that.

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📊 PLATFORM SURVIVAL CHECKLIST:

☑️ Avoid structure ☑️ Post inconsistently ☑️ Prioritize aesthetics over cadence ☑️ Choose mild over meaningful ☑️ Say less than you know ☑️ Signal virtue without power ☑️ Perform mental illness with TikTok filters ☑️ Make sure every thought is algorithmically neutered ☑️ Make sure no reader ever feels seen

If you do all this?

Congratulations.

You’re safe. And invisible. Just how they like you.

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📉 WRITER RANKING SCALE (ACCORDING TO THE ALGORITHM):

🛐 Level 0 – Harmless vibe poster. Favorite word: “hehe” 🛐 Level 1 – Daily poetry without cadence. Gets 1 reblog per moon cycle 🛐 Level 2 – Trauma hints. Still vague. Nobody worried 🛐 Level 3 – Accidentally writes something powerful. Gets flagged 🛐 Level 4 – Intentionally writes with rhythm. View time spikes 🛐 Level 5 – Induces obsession. Repeat reads. Soft shadowban begins 🛐 Level 6 – Dominates feed psychology. Banned or throttled 🛐 Level 7 – Reader’s boyfriend starts fantasizing. “Account unavailable”

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So how do you NOT reach Level 7?

Do everything they tell you.

But less.

And worse.

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🧠 BLACKSITE TRUTH:

If your writing makes people feel loved? That’s nice.

If your writing makes people feel exposed?

That’s power.

And power?

Gets punished.

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📌 BONUS SECTION — HOW TO NEVER GET THROTTLED:

✅ Hide your best lines in the middle. ✅ Avoid punchy endings. ✅ Use images and soft fonts. ✅ NEVER go viral. ✅ NEVER evoke loyalty. ✅ NEVER build narrative. ✅ NEVER challenge a reader's belief.

Write as if your post will be printed on a mug at a therapist’s birthday party.

“Live, laugh, disassociate.”

That’s your new genre.

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Final secret?

If you're too real?

The algorithm can't classify you. So it buries you.

But if you’re harmless?

It promotes you.

Because safe content = ad space. And ad space = money.

You don’t need to be good.

You just need to not matter.

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🧠 So here’s your starter guide to literary invisibility:

Step 1: Feel something. Step 2: Mute it. Step 3: Write like you’re afraid of being overheard. Step 4: End every sentence with a question mark or apology. Step 5: Blame the reader for wanting more.

This is how you stay safe. This is how you never grow. This is how you stay palatable to everyone— and unforgettable to all.

Reblog this if you’ve written something unforgettable — and watched the platform bury it.

Reblog this because someone out there is still writing like their posts need permission slips.

Reblog this because safety is not legacy. And legacy was never meant to be beige.

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[the-bear-and-his-sunbird]

I wanna hear one of your Emmrook ideas for the WIP folder ask 👀

I read that wrong and nearly gave you all of them, haha.

Currently I am torn between giving you "Holding him when he needs it", "Being in bed and angsting over loosing each other", "Kisses" and "Worship" and "hold the strap(or where the prostate gets properly stimulated)" and "wine tasting and shenanigans(smut?)" and-

But I believe that "Holding him when he needs it" is what I d like to talk about. Because that man needs to be held. He gives and gives and does not allow himself to be comforted like he needs it.

And my idea is that after loosing his parents, growing up in poverty, his everlasting fear of death, giving up lichdom and nearly loosing Manfred and the fear of loosing rook just come crashing down on him one day. Maybe it is after rook comes out of the fade prison or even after everything is over.

And Siobhan clocks that he is trying to be strong and in control and taking care of everyone else and she just holds him and he breaks. She lets him cry. Maybe she sings a lullaby for him (she is no natural singer but it does not matter; its her voice soothing him and he just lets himself be cradled for once)

She makes him tea and kisses his tear tracks and holds him steady

Now that I am writing it, I would like to make a 3 chapter thing out of this. One where she takes care of him, one where he takes care of her and one where they take care of each other. Entangled in each other, maybe on a little trip to see the world before he resumes his teachings. Or maybe just laying together on a couch, happy to hold each other, after they spend the day outside teaching Manfred magic.

You see there is a lot of maybe. But that man needs some comfort and even if Rook is the therapist for everyone from the Veilguard, Emmrich also tends to take care of others and not let himself be taken care of. And I would love for them to be the person for each other that knows and catches the other.

[d1am0nd3yes]

Background Two - Lego Survival Guide

Inspiration Music

2006. Sixth Grade I was a tall eleven-year-old. While other girls my age were still four foot something, I just hit five feet. That and my pale white skin, fresh zits, and frizzy hair didn’t help what so ever when it came to being bullied. I was constantly made fun of. I had become shy once puberty hit me and had stopped writing plays or directing shows for amusement and felt hurt from the ridicule. Becoming shy caused me to become an easy target for name calling. They called me Pizzaface for all of the pimples on my face. I hated it. The girls I was friends with in elementary completely ditched me when they realized that I wasn’t as pretty as they were. I only had one best friend, Lex, and even then, we had different lunch periods and never had any classes together. Lex was and still is very feisty. She doesn’t let anyone get the better of her and always stood up for me. She kept telling me to stand my ground and after a few months, I began to get my footing and actually stood tall. I became an angry preteen that would yell back at the name calling. Home life became more intense. Because I stood my ground at school, I dared to attempt at standing my ground at home. Whenever my mother was in a mood and snapped at me, I would snap back. Eventually, I didn’t hurt nor care about the pain she would inflict on me. There was something deeper however. It wasn’t just me sticking up for myself. Around that time, I had noticed that I didn’t feel comfortable in my skin. It was as if I was looking at myself in the third person and I was foreign to myself. I began questioning my own feelings because everything felt like I was suffocating. Going to school and being bullied didn’t ease my helplessness. The sixth grade was the beginning of the deep hollowness I was and still continue to experience every day. It was painful to feel it. I was in the gifted science class. It was the only gifted class I qualified for and the only class that didn’t care about the teasing other students would inflict on me. They were all in their own clique. The nerds basically. The majority of them were in all of the gifted classes together, excluding me and a few others. I secluded myself as usual and because I felt so lost, I would daze off and imagine I was somewhere else. I would pretend that I was a famous singer in a popular band. Sometimes I would be an actress where everyone loved me and little girls looked up to me. All I think I wanted was the recognition that I was alive and present. I wanted someone to notice me in a positive light. Home life didn’t provide that for me. My mother was constantly in a bad mood where it was really like poking the dragon when I needed something from her. Something as simple as what were we going to eat. My dad never wanted to commit to me. In fact, the only letter I saw from him was one stating the fact that he didn’t want to pay for my medical expenses because he was trying to fund his own family that he created somewhere in California.

My head became my safe space and I became more reclusive. I remember it being toward the beginning of the sixth grade when it became more prevalent without me knowing. My science teacher was talking about a project that we would all be doing in groups in an attempt to get to know each other. I was already sitting next to the only girl I knew in the class, Jade. She was always a perfectionist and a know it all. I didn’t really like her but she was the only person I knew from elementary school and I was stuck in her gravitational pull before I could branch out myself. So, it was a given that we were going to be in the same group together. I did my usual dazing off as our teacher was continuing his instructions when my vision cleared and I saw a short, tan boy with brown hair that spiked at the top. Once it became clear to me that I was looking straight at him, I noticed that he was looking at me with unease. I became red and looked away. I always seemed to put myself in awkward situations. When our teacher gave us the cue to group up, Jade actually went over to the spikey haired boy and his friend with glasses. I felt mortified. I didn’t want to interact with him but whatever Jade wanted, she got. “Hey, I’m Jade.” “Hi, I’m Tyler.” Spikey haired boy said. I avoided his eyes. “I’m Dave by the way.” Glasses said. “… Laine.” I coughed as soon as I said my name. I felt like my skin was crawling. I wanted to escape the room so bad. I remember longing for the bell to tell me to go to P.E., the one class I always hated. “Do I have something on my face?” “What?” “Oh, its only because you were staring at me. Do I have leftover food on my face? Man, I hate it when that happens to me. I thought I was over that habit once I came back from fat camp.” Tyler was short, but from what I could tell, he was just skin and bones. There was no way in hell that he had been to a fat camp before. “Fat camp?” “Yeah. I was close to two hundred pounds. I couldn’t even use my legs. I had to crawl everywhere.” Jade was the first to laugh out of all of us. Once I saw Tyler smile, I knew it was all a joke and laughed along with Dave and Jade. I don’t really remember the assignment we were given. The only thing I do remember, was that we made something out of Legos. It had a pulley system so maybe it was a shelter of some sort? All I really remember was Tyler constantly joking around about him being obese and a hopeless blob. GT Science became my favorite class for those moments. Jade seemed to be annoyed with him after a while but it seemed as though Tyler would try harder to impress her. I remember feeling weird after it became known that they had begun dating when we were only twelve. I was a late bloomer when it came to the opposite sex, so hearing that we could all begin to “date” each other, actually scared me. Jade began sitting next to Tyler in class, leaving me alone at my own table. Eventually, they broke up, which made sitting next to each other difficult. We were already done with our group assignment by that point, so I figured I had gotten Jade back and she would sit next to me. I remember the day where I saw her sit next to another girl and feeling down that I was truly alone in class. “Mind if I sit here?” I looked up to Tyler and felt for the first time my heart skip a beat for him. I’ve had crushes before so I was familiar with what I was feeling. I motioned over for him to sit down next to me and for the rest of the class I didn’t look in his direction at all for fear that I would become as red as a tomato. For the rest of the year, we talked about music, movies, shows, classes. You name it. We talked about it. He became a really good friend and even though I felt something for him, I was too shy to do anything about it. Besides, I wasn’t attractive enough for him. I was simply a friend.

I do not own copyrights to any images/music/media included in these posts. They are purely for inspiration while reading.

[roobylavender]

(Really long ask ahead i’m sorry!) I think your thoughts on dick and his similarities vs differences to bruce are so interesting! Personally i’m wondering how much of NTT played an influence on this kind of characterization bc i’ve never fully finished ntt but i read like nearly all the pre-80s batman 1940 issues lol and dick very much was portrayed as more idealistic than bruce in some ways while more no-nonsense (? For lack of better word) in other ways, like when it comes to batman easing up a little on selina for romance reasons LOL. Though ofc dick totally turns into - well, a dick - in team books, as i grow older i find myself far more compelled by a potential story of an 18 yr old who seemed to have the whole weight of the world on his shoulders (by his own perception) and breaking under his own impractically strong sense of duty and sky-high expectations for others, then realizing as he grows older that it doesn’t have to be that way esp after seeing the perspectives of characters like kory, wally, joey, roy, etc. Like personally as someone who never really had a huge interest in NTT anyway, i’m surprised at how desperately people want to hold on to the characterization of dick when he was 18-19 and never letting him grow past that, like it’s so difficult for me to believe that at age 25 he would be the same uptight controlling kid that he was at 19. Maybe i’m biased though bc i was like one of those insufferable INTJ internet stereotypes as a teenager, and while that worldview did bring me achievements i’m proud of like the fact that i’m in med school rn studying what i love, i still know that at age 22 i have changed SO much from when i was 18 and i can’t imagine any reasonably mature or normally-functioning person (let alone someone high-functioning like dick) not doing the same lol. Especially since dick is the kind of person who would literally die if he’s not constantly growing and evolving past his faults bc of his insufferable perfectionism, idk how he’d be willfully blind to the negative effects of his worldview in early NTT and refuse to grow from there. He even has a quote that’s like “i’ve spent years as a student of my own behavior” which i always found highly encouraging bc i know he really does want to improve himself even at his worst. It reminds me of that Marcus Aurelius quote: “if someone can prove me wrong and show me my mistake in any thought or action, i shall gladly change. I seek the truth, which never harmed anyone; the harm is to persist in one’s own self-deception and ignorance.” But what are your thoughts? (Thank you for reading all this 🥹)

oh i absolutely agree! i cannot tell you how many times i think about the person i was a couple years ago and who i am now like i cringe so much omg.. maturity is an ever persistent process even if we don't recognize its effects immediately and it absolutely is crazy to think that anyone would remain in such a static state of mind for several years on end. esp when like you said dick is someone who wants to be better! so despite his several hypocrisies it is nonetheless in his best interests to look internally and analyze and evolve. and i feel like that very much could have happened had there been any actual segue between dick's breakup with kory and his re-entry into the batfam. i don't think there was much of a connection between these two sets of writers at all and so what you got is what felt like two very distinct parts of dick's life that didn't necessarily reveal a bridge point. so it's not entirely unrealistic that dick may grow to be the person (at least to some extent) that bat canon portrayed him to be in the years that followed but i certainly think as it stands it felt unearned and like all of his issues explored in ntt were conveniently swept to the side without any semblance of closure (albeit i do think some of these issues are addressed in outsiders '03 but in that dickheaded way that winick explores things generally. so i'm not sure it's the kind of closure people actually want). it's very sad and ig that's what people cling to more than anything. it's not that they're opposed to him growing to be a better person but that they're opposed to a version of dick who feels like he sprung out of nothing

[goatsandgangsters]

“succession theme intensifies” and “the gangster au I'm not writing but could as a flex” 👀👀👀

send me a wip and I’ll give you a snippet of fic

despite the titles, these are both grishaverse fics. but you can see where the brainrot went “what if….. we take the prestige dramas……. and we rub them all over this other thing.” 

“gangster au I’m not writing” does actually have a good chance of being published one day, because I absolved myself of the need for a Plot and decided it’ll just be a genfic with some vignettes and a healthy garnish of historical details

“We enlisted together, you know. Thought it’d be a good idea, get out of—get away. A grand adventure.” He spread his hands wide to illustrate, a momentary showman’s smile. “It was so routine, you know? When it happened. Repairing wire. Talking about—I don’t even remember. One moment there, and the next…” He whistled the bullet’s trajectory, but there was no spectacle about it now. Just a sad stare out to sea. A recriminating scoff.  Wordlessly, Aleksander passed his cigarette through the darkness.  Nikolai looked at it a moment, one little light on the dark shore, and laughed at something private when he took it, took a drag. And then another, exhaling the world on a cloud of smoke.  “Used to be able to blow smoke rings. Neat party trick,” he said, gaze on the sea. “I’m out of practice.” 

meanwhile, “succession theme” is seven pages of actually written fic, followed by 20 full pages of bullet points where I have entire scenes blocked out in mostly dialogue with absolutely no line breaks, just massive walls of Giant Scene Paragraphs Per Bullet Point and I really don’t know why I did that to myself

“I believe their position,” Aleksander said through his teeth, “is that the historical significance of the building—” “Oh, fuck historical significance!”  His fingers flexed on the table. “Shall I relay that as our official company view?” Aleksander muttered, rubbing his temples with forefinger and thumb. His remark went unheard as Pyotr continued this afternoon’s tirade.   Behind him, on the leather settee in Pyotr’s office, Vasily sat with a hand over his eyes—no doubt hungover. Loitering about for no discernible purpose, other than no one could find him a coloring book.  There was not enough free coffee in the break room’s burnt-bean encrusted coffee machine in the world to make a meeting with Pyotr Lantsov bearable.  “It’s a prime location. View of the whole Os Alta,” continued the unstoppable force of today’s headache. “Is this the dream city, or is this just another shithole in the countryside with pig farmers fucking their mothers?”    Ivan, brave Ivan, took the next blow. “Be that as it may, they aren’t willing to sell.”

send me a wip and I’ll give you a snippet of fic

[ever-go-on]

i really want to make a post or doc deconstructing (in my opinion) the difference between characters with split/multiple personalities and characters with DID. because there is a big difference to me and i always feel a little disappointed when a character is made with DID in mind bit then misses the mark and ends up just being a character with multiple selves

[eiraeths]

hello hi i’m making writing guides on injuries in an emergency setting is there anything specific y’all might wanna see? i work in a pre hospital setting so i’m not writing anything pertaining to in hospital care.

[theskeletoninthegarden]

Had an idea to mix my love of world building with wanting to write a cozy romance and the wip is called "The Explorer's Guide to (insert fantasy land name here)."

[hayatheauthor]

10 Non-Lethal Injuries to Add Pain to Your Writing

New Part: 10 Lethal Injury Ideas

If you need a simple way to make your characters feel pain, here are some ideas: 

1. Sprained Ankle

A common injury that can severely limit mobility. This is useful because your characters will have to experience a mild struggle and adapt their plans to their new lack of mobiliy. Perfect to add tension to a chase scene.

2. Rib Contusion

A painful bruise on the ribs can make breathing difficult, helping you sneak in those ragged wheezes during a fight scene. Could also be used for something sport-related! It's impactful enough to leave a lingering pain but not enough to hinder their overall movement.

3. Concussions

This common brain injury can lead to confusion, dizziness, and mood swings, affecting a character’s judgment heavily. It can also cause mild amnesia.

I enjoy using concussions when you need another character to subtly take over the fight/scene, it's an easy way to switch POVs. You could also use it if you need a 'cute' recovery moment with A and B.

4. Fractured Finger

A broken finger can complicate tasks that require fine motor skills. This would be perfect for characters like artists, writers, etc. Or, a fighter who brushes it off as nothing till they try to throw a punch and are hit with pain.

5. Road Rash

Road rash is an abrasion caused by friction. Aka scraping skin. The raw, painful sting resulting from a fall can be a quick but effective way to add pain to your writing. Tip: it's great if you need a mild injury for a child.

6. Shoulder Dislocation

This injury can be excruciating and often leads to an inability to use one arm, forcing characters to confront their limitations while adding urgency to their situation. Good for torture scenes.

7. Deep Laceration

A deep laceration is a cut that requires stitches. As someone who got stitches as a kid, they really aren't that bad! A 2-3 inch wound (in length) provides just enough pain and blood to add that dramatic flair to your writing while not severely deterring your character.

This is also a great wound to look back on since it often scars. Note: the deeper and wider the cut the worse your character's condition. Don't give them a 5 inch deep gash and call that mild.

8. Burns

Whether from fire, chemicals, or hot surfaces, burns can cause intense suffering and lingering trauma. Like the previous injury, the lasting physical and emotional trauma of a burn is a great wound for characters to look back on.

If you want to explore writing burns, read here.

9. Pulled Muscle

This can create ongoing pain and restrict movement, offering a window to force your character to lean on another. Note: I personally use muscle related injuries when I want to focus more on the pain and sprains to focus on a lack of mobility.

10. Tendonitis

Inflammation of a tendon can cause chronic pain and limit a character's ability to perform tasks they usually take for granted. When exploring tendonitis make sure you research well as this can easily turn into a more severe injury.

This is a quick, brief list of ideas to provide writers inspiration. Since it is a shorter blog, I have not covered the injuries in detail. This is inspiration, not a thorough guide. Happy writing! :)

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[sweetssammy]

➮ ⋮ SAMMY'S WRITING RULES ! ✴︎

this is the rules of what i will and will not write, serving as a content warning for you, and a guide on what requests i will and wont accept. CONTENT WARNING FOR TRAUMA KINKS, if this is not your thing, i advise you to simply click off my profile.

person favorites are in brown, *will write but dont condone !

WILL WRITE . . — breeding, pregnancy, uniforms, mommy kink, daddy kink, MILF reader & character, DILF reader & character, older reader, barely legal, body worship, mutual masturbation, solo-masturbation, getting caught (e.g. having sex, masturbating, etc.), size kink, somnophilia, virginity taking, semi-public sex, age gap (legal), sadomasochism, public sex*, yandere reader & character*, kidnapping*, stepcest*, fauxcest*, rape/non-con*, abuse*, religious corruption*.

WONT WRITE . . — pedophilia, zoophilia, yiffing, scat, infantilism.

have a question about a kink you don't see here? dm me personally or send a question through the ask box! <3

why do i write things such as these subjects? the answer is simple ; it helps me cope with my own trauma. just because i write things that are wrong, doesn't mean i condone them. if you don't like it, block me.

[gansey-like]

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