#bad caretaker

[whumpernickelsandwich]

caretaker who thinks whumpee kind of deserved what happened to them because whumpee was a terrible, rotten person. every wince induced by caretaker's rough treatment of their wounds, every moment of peaceful sleep interrupted by nightmares brings caretaker a sick sense of satisfaction. caretaker hates whumpee. but, for some reason, they feel like they have to take care of them, which causes a lot of internal conflict. (yum)

or, an alternate version of this: maybe whumpee has had rumours and stories spread about them being a terrible person, which caretaker believes. as a result, caretaker is always rough with whumpee, carelessly treating them and ignoring every protest of pain.

whumpee deserves it, after all, don't they? so caretaker ignores their pleas and promises that they aren't who everyone says they are. and when caretaker eventually discovers the truth, the guilt consumes them.

[sugarsweetwriter]

Whumpee curling up at Caretakers side for the first time, body still and tense as they try to relax and reason to themselves that they’re safe. Eyes fluttering, not completely closed nor open.

Whumpee taking ahold of Caretakers hand and leading it to their head, practically petting themselves with it—something they’ve never done before.

Caretaker who gently plays with Whumpees hair and whispers softly when they have something to say, so happy that Whumpees finally settling in and feeling safe enough to initiate contact.

Whumpee who, over time, becomes increasingly clingy and attached, always at Caretakers side, burrowing their face into their neck to escape the outside world. Always cuddling up to them and crying in their arms at night.

Whumpee who, eventually, becomes what professionals consider “too attached” to Caretaker and now panics when they’re gone, as opposed to how they were before when they avoided caretaker like the plague. They can’t ground themselves without Caretakers gentle touch and sweet words.

Caretaker who doesn’t have the heart to leave Whumpees side, knowing that Whumpee has to gain more independence but the thought of pulling away seeming impossible and cruel when it’s the first gentle love Whumpees had in ages, possibly ever. They weigh their options as they hug Whumpee closer and kiss the top of their head.

Caretaker who knows what they should do and that it isn’t healthy for Whumpee to be so attached, but after all that Whumpees been through, it feels needlessly cruel to deny them comfort.

Caretaker who is so very, very conflicted.

[saccharin-simper]

Whumpee had been so quiet, so pliant, so easy to deal with for the first few months after their rescue. They let Caretaker tend to their wounds and hold their hand without a fuss, they ate and drank whenever they were told to, they answered every question they were asked.

Then, suddenly and for reasons unknown to Caretaker, they were acting the exact opposite. Suddenly they were refusing to allow Caretaker to touch them, screaming, crying-- begging to be left alone, to not be harmed. They stopped cooperating, fighting Caretaker tooth and nail on every little thing.

Used to the easiness from before, it doesn't take long for Caretaker to become exasperated-- and finally, they snap, shouting at Whumpee for being so difficult.

Whumpee freezes on themselves instantly-- instantly lowers their head, instantly apologizes in a feeble, pliant voice, instantly reverts back to the way they were before.

Caretaker soon realizes that Whumpee wasn't fighting to be difficult, but fighting because they could. In those first months, Caretaker had become the first person Whumpee trusted to listen to them-- to actually care if they didn't want something.

Whumpee only nods along with that pliant expression when Caretaker tries to apologize, letting Caretaker hold their hand.

[bloodiedbriars]

Obsessive Caretaker crossing into Whumper territory

“I'm doing this because I love you!”

“Don't let them get to your head. I got you.”

“What? Oh, yeah. I locked the door so no one could get in. Why did you even try to leave? Not safe out there, is it?”

“You have no idea what's best for you.”

“No, don't cry. I'm not doing this to be cruel. I'm trying to help you.”

“You're not eating enough. Open your mouth.”

“Come on. A bit of tough love never killed nobody. You're a resilient one, aren't you?”

“One day you'll thank me for making you care for yourself.”

“You're hurting yourself by resisting this! Can't you see that I'm doing this for your own good?”

“I don't care what you want. Your moods are not worth your health.”

“You look tired, you should lie down. No, don't argue. I said lie down.”

“Feels like every time you leave my sight, you get hurt. Should chain you up, hm?”

(AI-less Whumptober, Day 23: Obsession)

[whumpybones]

Medical staff grabbing whumpee’s wrist to look at their hospital bracelet

What they don’t know is whumper would do the same while dragging Whumpee around

(Feel free to add on)

[promptsforyourwhumpfic]

Whump Prompt #1696

Your whumpee has been in considerable pain since The Event but nobody believes them.

So they take whatever painkillers they can find (alcohol, pills etc), but this just makes everyone even angrier at the whumpee. As time goes on, they’re told their pain doesn’t exist - that it’s all in their head and that they just need to get on with it. The physical wounds have healed, so why do they need to keep bringing it up?

The pain is phantom, until it isn’t.

It's phantom until the whumpee collapses and doesn’t wake up, only for tests to reveal severe internal complications that nobody listened to. Maybe the whumpee deliriously denies pain medication, trying to say their pain is not real after months of being denied as such.

Their pain is 'phantom' until they become more lucid, and reveal that yes: their pain is real.

Everyone’s real fucking sorry after that.

[whump-in-the-closet]

Ummm something with the team finally finding whumpee and untying them.

Whumpee repeating "I didn't break, I swear I didn't, I didn't tell them anything, I didn't," while sobbing.

It's true, whumpee didn't tell them anything, but all that caretaker cares about now is trying to calm whumpee down before they bleed out even more.

A Messy Rescue

whumpee slumped over until caretaker grabs their face, desperate to see if they're still conscious

wide eyes and split lip-- a flash of recognition-- and before caretaker can assure them that its all going to be okay, whumpee panics

"I didn't say anything, I didn't, please you have to--" their sentences fragment as they gasp for air. "You have to believe me!"

At first, the team is horrified that this is whumpee's recognition. They feel sick. One teammate turns away, unable to stand it. Unable to watch. It's wrong.

Caretaker snaps out of it first. "Help me cut them down!" Then, they notice whumpee's blood drenching through their once-white shirt

As the team works to free whumpee's wrists from the shackles, Caretaker frantically tries to assess the damage. But whumpee keeps thrashing, jerking out of reach and flinching at their touch.

Alternating between, "I didn't say anything!" and "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry- please don't-- please don't hurt me!"

The teammates all have these grim expressions, mouths in a thin line

A fluttering horror is embedded in caretaker's chest-- this is so much worse than they could have imagined

Even better if Leader, with real pain in their voice, says "We have to keep them quiet."

Caretaker pulls away for a second, hands half-full of bandages. "What're you saying?"

Leader breaks through the last bit of metal and whumpee slumps to the floor, shivering uncontrollably. Caretaker places one hand protectively on their back, rubbing up and down. They don't stop crying. Leader looks away. "Gag them. Or get them to shut up. We don't need them giving away our position to Whumper"

Carrying a gagged and sobbing whumpee out of the building, caretaker can't look them in the eyes. They keep whispering how sorry they are, but they have no idea if whumpee can even hear them or cares. It feels like betrayal, but they can only hope it was worth it.

"We'll get you better, I promise."

[writinggremlin]

"It's ok, I still love you."

Said by Whumpee after a bad Caretaker yells at them, or even hits them.

Want even more tragedy? Whumpee follows it up by offering some form of comfort for Caretaker.

Just-- A Whumpee with the purest, fullest, unwavering love for someone who only shows them even the tiniest sliver of care.

"You can hurt me. That's alright. I still love you."

It a very special, heart wrenching kind of tragedy.