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#out of it whumpee
hurtmyfavsthanks · 1 month
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We all know about magical fatigue as a whump trope for magical overuse. Now I raise you: Magical euphoria.
Magic that feels good to use. It leaves the user dizzy and lightheaded, a giddy energy rushing through their entire body. It's enough to leave the most stoic whumpee giggling madly, to make the most obedient soldier go rogue. It's a power that ultimately, inevitably, controls its user.
Mages aren’t trusted to act on their own. They can’t be, not when each spell costs them their sanity. Not when, in a daze of manic joy, they’re just as liable to destroy the enemy as their allies.
And so they need a handler.
Imagine Caretaker in this situation. Forced to watch Whumpee throw themselves into madness, to turn themselves into an unthinking weapon under the demand of some uncaring general. Having to put aside their affection for Whumpee as a person, and analyze them as a tool.
It’s Caretaker who decides when Whumpee is still fit for battle. It’s caretaker who has to look into their dazed and distant eyes, blood dripping into a too wide smile, and decide if Whumpee has anything else to give.
It’s Caretaker who decides when they’re too far gone, when Whumpee needs to stop. And if Whumpee can’t, it’s Caretaker’s job to make them stop. Even if that means using force, even if it means hurting them, because letting them run wild isn’t an option.
And when the battle’s over, when Whumpee is either led or dragged away to the medical wing, Caretaker’s the only one brave enough to tend to their injuries. They wrap bleeding, scorched fingers without a word, the only sound being Whumpee babbling, mad ramblings. Caretaker knows they won’t remember any of this. They still talk to Whumpee anyway, soft, comforting words they hope will bring Whumpee back faster.
And when whumpee’s eyes finally clear, when their body sags with exhaustion they’re just now able to feel, Caretaker feels nothing but grief, because it’ll start all over again tomorrow.
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letitbehurt · 2 months
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Undercover Whumpee with an alias freezing when they hear their real name spoken from Whumper’s mouth.
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justbreakonme · 4 months
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A touch starved whumpee who’s too scared to actually hug or cuddle anyone, so Caretaker gives them a heated weighted blanket, so they can feel “touch” without being scared.
Whumpee sleeps so well it worries Caretaker because they don’t move for about 12 hours straight, and they wake up all groggy and sweaty with those lines across their cheek from the pillow case. But they wake up happy.
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esbee-daisy · 9 months
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Give me Caretaker bridal carrying a weak Whumpee who is desperately trying to stay conscious…Whumpees arms are around Caretakers neck and their head is bobbing up and down against Caretakers chest.
And then suddenly, all at once, Caretaker notices Whumpee somehow feels heavier. Caretaker looks down at Whumpee just as Whumpee’s arms fall limp and their head flops backwards. And Caretaker has to drop to the ground both out of shock and panic as well as to check that their precious cargo is still breathing and to recollect Whumpees deadweight limbs to their chest before they stand back up
🥺🥹
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lumpsbumpsandwhumps · 4 months
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whump fic where whumpee is being held captive by whumper and continually tries to escape to find where caretaker is being held so they can get out of here together, but as the story progresses it becomes more clear that whumpee is a victim of stockholm syndrome/brainwashing by "caretaker" and is actually being rehabilitated by "whumper" after being rescued, not kidnapped
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Whump prompt: Whumper saying, "aw, all tuckered out" to a Whumpee that exhausted themselves trying to get free from their restraints.
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The whumpee had grown aggressive, attacking the whumper whenever they came too close and snapping at anything that got too close to them. This meant that during their rescue, their rescuers had to restrain them just to get them to safety- but not before the whumpee injured plenty of people.
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whumpzone · 8 months
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Whumpee was always kept naked by their captor. Caretaker knew they'd talk about it when they're ready. They'd only had Whumpee for a day or so, and so far they'd just let them sleep. Now, though, they really need to eat.
They knocked on the door to Whumpee's bedroom and immediately heard a gasp, and a thud. Then they heard frantic rustling. Caretaker slowly pushed the door open to see the duvet throw to one side where Whumpee had scrambled out of bed and fell to their knees. Whumpee themself was pulling off all of their new clothes with desperate, trembling fingers. Trying to look presentable before their strange new jailer.
"S-Sorry, I'm sorry, I'll be faster," they promised around uneven breaths. "I shouldn't have worn them, I'm sorry."
Caretaker stayed still, holding the tray of bread and soup in their hands, trying not to scare Whumpee any more while also having to watch them strip away their pyjamas in the freezing winter cold. Their body underneath was sickeningly frail and abused.
In just a few more seconds Whumpee was completely exposed and kneeling on the floor, shivering but docile. "Okay," they mumbled. "I'm ready now."
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just-a-scratch-man · 3 months
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Kakashi tortured by Gotta
Naruto Shippuden ep. 353
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cyberwhumper · 1 month
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Shouldn't have been running your mouth.
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astrowhump · 9 months
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Give me whumpers who do absolutely horrid things to their whumpee, with no follow-up comfort; But god forbid someone else tries to hurt whumpee—even worse, they try to steal whumpee away—that’s when whumper will burn the whole town down to rescue their beloved whumpee, only to drag them back into that old familiar basement.
“No one else gets to make you scream. No one. You will kneel at my feet, beg for my mercy. You’ll cry your sweet tears for me and only me.”
Bonus point if whumpee has stockholm syndrome.
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hurtmyfavsthanks · 3 months
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Febuwhump Day 12: Semi-conscious
Content warning: Delirious whumpee
They found Whumpee in the hospital parking lot, curled up in the backseat of an empty car.
It was unbelievable how far they'd gotten. With no shoes, a system addled with enough painkillers to leave someone twice their size seeing stars, and fresh stitches in their stomach, Whumpee had managed to avoid a dozen nurses and sneak out undetected. Nobody had even realized they were gone until Caretaker had come to visit them. The entire hospital had been in a panic looking for them ever since. 
If Caretaker hadn't just spent the last half hour frantically looking for them, they might've been impressed.
Carefully, Caretaker approached the side opposite Whumpee, knocking gently on the glass in hopes of not starting them. Whumpee flinched hard, eyes darting to the source of the noise. For a long moment they stared, pupils blown so wide their eyes looked black. They kept staring, even as their shoulders slumped, fear in their eyes consumed by a hazy listlessness once more. They didn’t move to get out of the car.
Consequences of barging into a stranger's car be damned, Caretaker opened the car door and slipped inside, scooting close to Whumpee. Whumpee simply watched then. 
They looked Whumpee over, sagging in relief when they saw that, beyond a few smugges on their hospital gown, they were unharmed beyond their previous injuries.
Whumpee didn’t speak, only stared with glassy eyes. Caretaker broke the silence. 
"So," they started, trying to sound casual. "Why'd you leave the hospital?"
Whumpee’s gaze slides off of Caretaker, unfocusing. “I…It was…bad in there,” their words were slow and trailing, as if they were struggling to follow their own train of thought. “They wanna hurt me.”
Caretaker reached over and took hold of Whumpee’s hand, rubbing circles into bruised knuckles. They gave the hand a squeeze, silently urging Whumpee to calm down ."Hun, everything's okay, you're just a little confused right now. The doctors want to help you, and they can't do that if you run away."
Whumpee only shook their head. The movement, it seemed, was too much for them to handle. They slowly tilted to the side, body slumping to rest limply against Caretaker’s side, head still faintly shaking. They let out a pathetic whine.
Caretaker had no idea how they’d managed to escape the hospital in their state. Gently, they moved Whumpee’s head to rest more comfortably on their shoulder, using their free hand to text a message confirming they’d found Whumpee in one piece. 
They looked over to Whumpee, slumped limply onto their shoulder. They were bruised and battered, eyes clouded and unfocused, but they were alive. They were safe, and if it took them time to realize it, then Caretaker would give them that time. 
"We'll stay in here until you're ready, okay?"
Whumpee murmured something in response, eyes fluttering shut. 
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letitbehurt · 5 months
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A Whumpee who’s tied down but relentlessly defiant, so Whumper has to keep finding more ways to restrain them.
When Whumpee kicks, Whumper ties their feet. When Whumpee spits, Whumper gags them. When Whumpee rams their head against Whumper’s face, they secure it to the floor with a short length of rope.
Even as Whumper immobilizes them, Whumpee’s eyes gleam with triumph, because Whumper’s not walking as well as they were before, and blood runs steadily from their freshly crooked nose. Because even tied down, Whumpee caused plenty of damage.
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friendlesscat · 3 months
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A whumpee that's so used to pain they don't realize they're hurt.
They've been so accustomed to the constant wounds and torture that they gradually grew numb to it. Or maybe to them, pain is a constant state of being, there's nothing unusual about it. And so, there's not much of a difference wether it hurts a bit more or a bit less.
Perhaps, when they've been rescued and getting accustomed to ordinary life, they might get hurt. But, since it's just a dull ache, it's fine, right? After it doesn't get better for a while, they might mention it to someone and receive the advice to visit a doctor - only to find out that the injury is major and that a person normally wouldn't be able to function at all, much less brush it off as a "minor inconvenience".
That would probably make their companions wonder about what they could have gone through to become like this. Perhaps they knew it wasn't good, but never to this extent. :D
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esbee-daisy · 7 months
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When A is woken up in the middle of the night and at first they’re not sure why. They rub their eyes and look around blearily; all looks in order. But damn they’re hot. And as soon as that thought appears, they realize with a start it’s coming from next to them - and they look down in horror at B, laying curled into their side. B is absolutely radiating heat - so much so that A is sweaty just from being pressed against them, though no where near as drenched as B. B is shaking and whimpering pathetically, and looks pale even in the low light of the moon, with bright red spots high on their cheeks. A realizes they must not have been feeling well for a while and not mentioned anything, because with a fever like this there’s no way B didn’t go to bed feeling terribly unwell. And A hadn’t noticed.
A tries to wake B up gently, knowing they need to take their temperature and get them some water and meds, but after a few gentle hair strokes and rubbing of B’s arm, they realize B isn’t rousing at all. And if anything their face seems more pained and frightened than it had a minute ago. A starts getting frantic, shaking B harder and calling their name in a panic. They see B’s eyes flutter beneath the lids briefly, then stop as their head dropped even more towards the bed. A’s stomach drops when they realize their aren’t able to rouse B at all. Uh oh.
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whump-side · 4 months
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Shot by an arrow compilation for @whumpers-monthly
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