Raina Writes!🪶

[raina-writes-right]

Hay! I'm Raina (she/they) and I'm relatively new to tumbler and posting on social media in general but I heard you're meant to make an introduction so here we are!

My brain is always creating stories, large fictional worlds, thousands of different characters and different species. It is almost always running, rather that be seeing a cool leaf on a run or an interesting conversation I overheard, my brain is always turing and twisting it into something new (and more times than not magical!). And so, I decided to start a little writing blog thing!

(please know that I will not and probably will never have a constant schedule for my posts and that my grammar is nearly non-existent, so please be patient if you decide to stick around!)

This blog will contain:

-Reblogs from writing things I thought were cool/useful

-Prompts

-Little writing dabbles

-Wump posts (this has been taking over my soul ever since I got this app!)

-Ideas I had/ things I thought were cool

-Probably like a million WIP stories

-OC'S!

-maybe some quotes ┐(´ー｀)┌

-Probably more stuff that I can't remember!

If any of this looks interesting to you feel free to follow and join me on the creative rollercoaster that is my brain!

(I hope you have a good day/night and an overall wonderful life!)

[raina-writes-right]

Whumpee be like: born to be loved and comforted, forced to live in a basement

[inkwell-and-dagger]

I love a defiant whumpee becoming apathetic or afraid as they lose hope. but what about the opposite?

a previously gentle whumpee who learns that kindness only brings pain. switching from fear to hopelessness to anger at their plight. restless pacing and sharp rebuttals where, in the past, they'd hide in the corner and never say a word

or a whumpee whose anger is learned. either from whumper or some kind of training, they can't help but notice as they slowly lose themselves

[untildawnsun]

teenage whumpee who returns to class after a week missing with a mumbled ‘… caught a cold’, ignoring the stab of their broken rib from when whumper slammed them into the wall.

teenage whumpee quietly apologising when confronted about missing homework. Not breaking. Not making excuses or promises. Just a quiet ‘sorry’ before they leave.

teenage whumpee hiding in a shitty bathroom stall that smells like body odor, substances, and.. well, public bathroom smell, having a panic attack. But at least it’s better than where whumper had them.

[raina-writes-right]

Maybe I need to read less wump because I had a dream I was a robot, woke up with a pain in my arm from laying on it and no joke my first thought was "wait thats not right I can't feel pain" like I was some freaking conditioned living weapon 😭

[raina-writes-right]

This might be way to obscure but a Wump animation to "Coin-operated boy" by The Dresden Dolls would be pretty freaking cool! (Not me I can't draw TvT)

[justbreakonme]

When the Caretaker is big and scary looking, and Whumpee assumes he’s their new owner and just, quails because oh my god he wouldn’t even need to try…

Hands that could crush them gently helping bandage their wounds, a voice that could shake brick walls offering comfort and kind words, arms that could rip limbs from trees gently carrying them to bed.

It takes a long time to get over the knee jerk reaction of fear and dread at just, everything about him, but eventually, Whumpee sees them as they are, kind and gentle and strong in more ways than physical.

Whumpee almost forgets how intimidating Caretaker is until Whumper finds them again. And while watching Whumper experience the full force of Caretakers strength, they’re reminded that yes, Caretaker was gentle, but it was a choice he made.

[raina-writes-right]

You aren't gentle unless you are capable of violence, if you aren't capable if violence you are just harmless.

[raina-writes-right]

Having strep just made my sympathy for sick Wumpee raise through the roof good god this is hell

[pain-in-the-everywhere]

Whumper studies in great detail how to care for a traumatised person and help them recover, then makes sure to link every awful thing they do to Whumpee directly to a recovery technique so anything anyone tries to do to help Whumpee in the future just sets Whumpee back even further.

Breathing exercises -> end up with choking & forced suffocation

Name 5 things you can see/hear etc -> everything whumpee names will be used in the next torture session

Grounding/comfort objects -> will be used to shame and belittle whumpee before they're taken away

Mindfulness -> whumper takes advantage of whumpee's eyes being closed to sneak up on them, or plays guided meditations that start out innocent but get increasingly louder and cruel until they're unbearable

[raina-writes-right]

EVIL I love it!

[cepheusgalaxy]

Things a living weapon might not be very used to

Luxuries such as blankets

Extra bedding that's there for comfort, such as double pillows, soft ones or plushies

Warm baths/showers

Food that tastes good just because

Clothing in bright colors

Music

A door that locks from the inside

Clothing that favours comfort over functionality/protection

Pets

Floor time

Books

Pain medicine

Lazy days where you can just take it slow instead of being always at a strict and unforgiving schedule for maximum efficiency always

Hugs

[a-crumb-of-whump]

Content: Non-con touching (non-sexual), android whumper, vampire whumpee, non-human whump, burns.

An android whumper made of silver forces their vampire whumpee to cuddle with them at night. They run their hands over Whumpee's bare body and wrap themself around them as best they can, just to hear them try to muffle their cries as their skin slowly burns.

[grueraven]

Whumper has to hurt the whumpee as a public performance to make a point that they don't have feelings for whumpee. Think of a torture/interrogation scene or any other convenient narrative. Whumper is absolutely devastated to carry out the act.

The whumper later secretly meets and comforts the whumpee.

[whumpanini]

Whumper holds Whumpee's bound hands as they shove Whumpee toward the edge of the tall building. Their feet teeter on the edge, desperately scrabbling for purchase but Whumpee is pushed too far out to hold themselves up. If Whumper lets go, Whumpee will fall to their death.

Whumpee wants to beg and plead for mercy, but barely holds themselves back despite trembling and tears threatening to fall. Whumper makes their demand again, casually loosening their grip just a touch to scare Whumpee. They close their eyes and still refuse to comply so Whumper lets go.

Whumpee's stomach rises as their body plummets to the ground at terrifying speed. They have enough time to internally panic at their coming doom before suddenly their fall halts. They're caught somehow (I'm imagining being pushed from a wizard tower and magic but this can fit any setting) as Whumper reminds them that they're only alive due to their grace. They return Whumpee to captivity, ready to threaten them again later once that lesson has set in.

[raina-writes-right]

THIS GAVE ME AN IDEA! (again it is one in the morning because SLEEP IS A LIE MADE UP BY THE GOVERNMENT TO CHARGE THE BIRDS!....jk)

Wumper's hand shoved the sobbing Wumpee to the room. Red eyed and trembling Wumpee's skin quickly raised with tiny bumps as it was met with the biting cold wind that whipped through the night air.

"Move." Wumper commanded sharply shoving Wumpee further out onto the skyscrapers roof. "Please!" they cried, "haven't you taken enough!?" their back still burning from the punishment given to them just moments ago, "Ple-".

They were cut off by a harsh kick to the ribs making the gasp and lose their breath, unable to get it back even as they were yanked to their feet and shoved to the edge of the roof. Wumpee gasped again as Wumpee grabbed what was left of the glorious appendages that used to take up his back. Wumpee could hear the blood rushing through their beaten body as they were held precariously at the edge of the roof so high up they couldn't see the ground. "No... No please! Please I'll be better! I'll be good I swear just please! I'm not ready to die!" they begged too weak to fight back. "You should have thought about that earlier." Wumper snapped back as he let go. Releasing what used to be wings before they were cruelly tored off with a burning poker.

Wumpee screamed with horror as they plummeted, what felt like miles, to the ground. The irony of a Avian falling to their deather wasn't lost to Wumpee. In the moment as they sored to their death they couldn't help but remember their mothers soft voice telling them the story of Icarus as she helped preened their beautiful white wings, hidden from the horrors of the world. In that moment they felt an unprecedented peace.

They knew this was the closest they would ever come to flying again. So Wumpee shut their eyes and spread their arms as the air rushed past them. They could never fly this fast anyways.

But instead of reaching their end Wumpee was snatched up inches away from death and thrown back onto the roof. When they open their eyes it wasn't not their mother's gentle expression that meets them but instead Wumper's cold hard glare. "Do you get it now!?" the man shouted. "I own you! I own your life! I own your body! And I ALONE own your death!" He was fuming shaking with anger, burning was irritation. "Get back in your cage Pet. Before I burn your tallons off too."

(Kinda pathetic ending but ¯\_(- o -)_/¯. Have a wonderful life and I hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading!... What? No I have no obsession with winged Wumpees what are you talking about? )

[writing-prompt-s]

"You pissed off Hypnos?! The GOD OF SLEEP?!" "Please. What's he gonna do? Make me take a nap? Give me a couple nightmares?" "Are you familiar with the concept of death by exhaustion?! No? How about Rip Van fucking WINKLE?!"

[raina-writes-right]

"Dear God Jane are you insane!?" Kai shouted pulling at their hair, they knew their sister was an idiot, no child of Dionysus was ever particularly bright but this was another level of Idiocracy.

"No no listen" Jane insisted, "do you understand what this means?". As always Jane talked with her arms flailing about.

"That you are going to die a slow death filled with hallucinations?" Kai said with a deadpan expression earning a scoff from the purple haired woman.

"It means I can stay up partying for however long I want! Think about it! I no longer have to sleep!" She was yelling by now jumping up and down. Kai was already making wine know Jane it would talk alot for Hypnos to forgive whatever nonsense she's done now.

[yayxstitch]

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I took some of your many suggestions and made it better.

[gaycatastrophe]

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You right you right

[whumperflies-addict]

Whumpee going through a bad migraine that does more heaviness, fog and difficulty keeping upright than actual pain. The team has to walk a long distance, unaware of Whumpee's migraine. Whumpee tries hard to keep up, everyone is too busy to notice but every time they have to stop even for a little bit, they crouch down and bury their heads in their arms, only to be deprived of continuous relief as they keep moving.

[raina-writes-right]

As someone who gets bad migraines YES! THIS! PLEASE!

[justbreakonme]

Guard Dog Whumpee but you really lean into the dog metaphor:

-Whumpee being allowed to sit on the couch, because they never were before.

-Caretaker not knowing what they liked aside from food and sleep at first so they buy them treats and blankets and stuffed animals, making the uncomfortable connection after walking past the pet aisle in the store.

-Caretaker and Whumpee playing catch with a tennis ball as a form of physical therapy/connection, because it was one of the few activities that wasn’t completely nerve wracking for Whumpee.

-Whumpee wearing a lanyard with a name tag and Caretakers phone number because speaking, especially to strangers, was still very difficult. Caretaker hated the idea of them basically wearing a collar, but hated the idea of them getting lost or not having a way to call home more. They add a few speech cards to it once they realize it would be helpful, and that’s better.

-Whumpee and Caretaker going on long walks, with Caretaker reminding them that no one was in danger, the people walking by weren’t going to hurt them, everything was fine.

-Whumpee slowly getting more comfortable before they start undoing the conditioning, so they’d lay in Caretakers lap, mentally pledging their loyalty as Caretaker smoothed their hair out of their face and rested a hand on their back.

-Whumper gazing at Caretaker with the kind of love and devotion that felt inhuman. They couldn’t regain their sense of self, their humanity in just weeks, but they could build trust, and they trusted Caretaker, trusted them to let them rebuild.

-Whumpee not eating without permission, standing stock still “in position” unless told to move, walking one step behind Caretaker whenever they were out, never slouching, never relaxed.

-Tensing and closing their eyes instead of fully flinching, expecting to be struck whenever anyone was too close but still staying.

-Caretaker saying good job or something similar and seeing Whumpees face just, light up, realizing that there was a whole conditioned pattern there too. Not wanting to encourage it, but later realizing that Whumpee kept doing whatever it was they had been praised for, looking hopefully at Caretaker every time, more and more crushed with every attempt that went without response. They didn’t want to treat them like a dog, but more than anything, they didn’t want to treat them like a bad dog…