#whump post

[literarystarfish]

When Whumpee misconstrued one of Caretaker’s questions/concerns/casual comments to be something they are sorry for/ should be apologetic about or that Caretaker meant for them to stop doing that thing or was being demeaning about it.

“You’re bleeding!” “Sorry! I’m sorry! I won’t get it on anything!”

“Does your ankle hurt?” “I can still do the [thing Caretaker asked if they wouldn't mind doing]. It doesn’t hurt that bad.”

“You’re sniffling…. Are you crying?!” “I promise I won’t be loud! I just can’t stop! I’m sorry!”

“You’re breathing a bit loud. Is your rib hurting again? … WHY ARE YOU HOLDING YOUR BREATH?!”

“Your room was a bit warm today. Is that how you like it? I sleep hot so I would end up sweating all night with my heater on that high.” (A few nights later) “C-Caretaker? Is.. is it alright if I t-take the blanket from the couch to m-my room t-tonight?” “Of course! How are you still cold when you're room is so hot? Are you feeling well?— WHY ARE ALL YOUR WINDOWS OPEN?! ITS WINTER!!”

“You sure are hungry! Looks like your appetite is coming back.” “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take too much. I won’t eat tomorrow to make up for it.”

“Your hair looks different!” “I know… I'm sorry. I didn't really like it in [old-Whumper’s-favorite-style] so I changed it. I’ll change it back though, 'cause I know it makes me more pleasing to look at. I’m sorry.”

"Why are there bandage wrappings in the garbage?" "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to take your supplies without asking! Its just that one of my stitches opened up and it wouldn't stop bleeding."

[callithumpwhump]

'This is for your own good.'

Being drugged/poisoned/force fed something against their will

Being locked away in a secluded/isolated location to keep them away from someone/something

Being chained/restrained/secured to someone/something

Being forced to say/do something against their true thoughts/emotions/values

Being forced to watch as someone takes/does something vital to the mission

Being silenced so they don't jeopardize the mission with their sharp tongue

Being forced to comply with enemies so that their teammate/friend doesn't get hurt

[but-is-it-whumpy]

Rustic whump settings🏚️

[haplessbravado]

caretaker giving whumpee their jacket

protect modesty. hide wounds. it's still warm from caretaker's body heat and feels like a hug

then caretaker wraps their arm around whumpee's shoulder and holds them close to their side

"let's go home."

[daydreamwhumpinc]

You know what I like? When there are two parallel scenes in a media and you can see how things changed for the character (for better or for worse):

1. Character A wakes up after being hurt and has to treat their wounds <--> Character A wakes up in a bed, surrounded by people they trust as their wounds get treated.

2. Character A celebrates their birthday alone <--> Character A celebrates their birthday surrounded by their new friends/family.

3. Character A fights alone and has to do anything they can to survive <--> Character A now fights in a group and doesn't have to watch their back all the time, because they trust their friends.

4. Character A doesn't care what wounds they get as long as they complete their mission/goal <--> Character A surrounded by people that make sure that they take care of themselves and don't see themselves as disposable.

5. Character A gets captured and has to get out by themselves <--> Character A gets captured and is saved by their friends.

Feel free to add more and happy Whumping/Writing ;)

[stars-hide-our-fires]

Prompt #9

CW: Fire, smoke inhalation

“WHUMPEE!”

Caretaker’s voice was raw from screaming, heat beating down on their back at the flames advanced on them, smoke filling their lungs.

“WHUMPEE!”

Come on, come on, please, Whumpee, please— there. A shadow of a figure, slumped against a wall, barely moving, but unmistakeably Whumpee. Caretaker ran forward with a sudden burst of energy, kneeling beside Whumpee’s soot-stained form and desperately feeling for a pulse.

Caretaker’s heart dropped.

Then they felt it. With a sigh of relief (the last deep breath they would take), they wriggled their hands under Whumpee’s legs and back, tugging at them with all their might.

“Whumpee, listen to me, please.”

Whumpee didn’t respond, their limbs slack, head lolling as Caretaker lifted them up. They had to move, fast.

Caretaker carried Whumpee’s body through the burning wreckage, ignoring the rising heat that felt like their skin was blistering already. They just had to make it to the exit. They just had to find the exit.

Whumpee grew heavier in their arms as they rushed to find a way out. The smoke and debris had turned the building into a labyrinth, and Caretaker could only hope they would escape before being swallowed by the fire.

A light appeared at the end of one room — a crack in the door. Caretaker forced themself to keep going towards it despite the shaking in their arms, the thick smoke clogging their lungs, the relentless heat on their back. They half-jogged, half-stumbled towards the light, almost able to hope that they would make it out with Whumpee… when their feet caught on a stray clump of debris, tripping them. Caretaker went down hard, Whumpee spilling from their grip and hitting the floor. Caretaker could have screamed if their throat didn’t feel like it was lined with glass shards. They were so close. They had to move. They had to get Whumpee out of here. They were nearly there…

But Caretaker’s muscles were betraying them, the only flicker of movement a twitch from soot covered fingertips as Caretaker’s lungs spasmed and choked, and a blackness fell over them both…

Whumpril #6: Carried

[idiotwhumpee]

whumpee is angry. whumpee has never really been angry before, and thus, doesnt know how to deal with it. whumpee breaks things, screams at people, and lashes out, only to loathe themself more as they cant control emotions anymore. whumpee looks at the past hopelessly, when they could keep themself in check, longing for the ability to do so again.