Whumpee played with their fingers anxiously, trying to get the strength to go to Caretaker.
They kept thinking about it. Almost a week ago, the nightmares had them up and screaming. Caretaker had come in, pulling Whumpee to their chest and carding their fingers through their hair, singing them to sleep.
That was some of the best sleep they’d had in a while. The reoccurring nightmares made them crave every single feeling of that night again.
They just wanted to have a peaceful night of sleep.
“Alright Whumpee, I’m heading to bed, you need anything?”
Whumpee was knocked out of their stupor, trying to catch up with what Caretaker said. “W- I’m sorry, what?”
Caretaker gave them a friendly smile. “I asked if you needed anything?” They then came closer, resting their hands on top of Whumpee’s fidgeting fingers. “Is everything alright?”
They opened their mouth, trying to form the words. The worst thing they could say was no, right? It really isn’t, a little voice in their head told them.
“Uh, can...” Whumpee couldn’t bring themself to ask. “Never mind, never mind, sorry to bother you Caretaker. Goodnight.”
Caretaker gently grabbed their arm as they turned. “Hey, what is it? You can ask me anything.”
“Uh, well-“ they took a deep breath. “CanIlaywithyoutonight?”
“Um... a little slower?”
Whumpee swallowed harshly. Then, in a voice no higher then a mumble, they spoke: “my, er, my nightmares are getting really bad. Can- can I lay with you?” Frantically, they added. “It doesn’t even have to be all night, it can be for like, twenty minutes, or you can just say no, it’s-“
They were cut off by Caretaker gently cupping their face. “Baby, you don’t even have to ask.”
Whumpee tried to blink back their tears. “I just didn’t want to disturb you.”
“You could never.” They then grabbed Whumpee’s hand. “You must be tired, come along.” They pulled them into the room, closing the door and turning off the light.
They crawled into the bed, Caretaker holding them in a spooning position, one hand in their hair and the other wrapped around their torso.
Their fingers fan gently through the locks of hair, making Whumpee melt in their fingertips.
“Goodnight Whumpee. I love you.”
The exhaustion of the last few nights quickly caught up to them, making Whumpee’s eyelids heavy. “I love you too.” They were out moments after.
Guess who screwed his fingers going sledging yesterday lmao. Nothing much but I like how the plasters look :))
And you can’t really see it but I did something to my right hand?? Not sure what, but its swollen and pretty sore, must of smacked it. And they seem to have mostly faded but my left hand got all scratched up.
Character A is left standing alone in the hallway of the hospital, clothes stained with Character B’s blood.
JDJDJEJW You didn’t have to come for me like that
do you imagine yourself as the whumpee when you read whump fiction or are you okay?
so apparently some people feel like it’s annoying when someone engages with a lot of stuff from the same person, like going through their ship tag and liking all the content there.
hearing about this, i was immediately paranoid about reblogging literally anything from anyone i don’t talk to on a regular basis.
so to save others from the same paranoia, i’m gonna say that if you like every single post on my goddamn blog it is okay. i might be kind of concerned about your level of time management, going through 23,000 posts, but it wouldn’t bother me.
So I know this is often played for comedy but
Tranquilliser darts??
😳😳😳
Idk man but theres the initial pain of getting hit, the confusion or panic, the slow stumbling collapse to the ground.
Then your antagonist waltzes on over all smug and scoops them up like a sack of potatoes. Yeah❤️
Perhaps like,,,
Undercover mission goes wrong ((identity revealed??))
Thems some nice kneecaps you got there, be a shame if something were to happen to them
Whumper betting whumpee((and consequently, somebody else winning whumpee and taking them home))
“You don’t have the money?? Well perhaps you could pay it off,,, another way,,,”
Theres bound to be fights that break out
Depending on the casino it could definitely be a rather,,, sleezy place,,,
Whumpee gets a little too tipsy and makes some bets or says some things they really should not have
To name a few 😳😳
Whump with a casino setting has so many possibilities but I dont feel up to naming all of them so I’m just putting the energy out there
“I’m not going to hurt you,” Character A says softly, inching closer with placating hands, “It’s okay, I’m here to help.”
- Pulling off sunglasses to reveal a black eye
- Pulling off a hat to reveal blood in their hair
- Taking off a jacket to reveal a side wound
- Rolling up sleeves to reveal scars on their arms
- Taking off a shoe to reveal a swollen/broken foot
- Pulling off gloves to reveal cracked/bloody knuckles
Hello, I’m Tobias! General trigger warning for the blog, more specific warnings in tags
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