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mj-iza-writer · 2 months

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This is part two of my recent story. To set the scene. Whumpee is being held captive in Whumper's basement and has been there for a while, they have pretty much made peace with this, and behave for the most part. Caretaker is a doctor and was just kidnapped by Whumper. This way Whumpee isn't lonely anymore and will have their health needs taken care of. Caretaker plans on getting them both out of there.

Whumpee is nakey, just a warning.

Another side note: sorry it's long. I kept coming up with ideas and I didn't want to do a part 3.

Caretaker woke up stiff from sleeping against the wall.

"Oww", they winced as they stretched.

Whumpee looked up when they heard Caretaker moving.

"Goodmorning", Whumpee smiled.

"Good morning", Caretaker smiled weakly, "so question where exactly do we use the bathroom?"

Whumpee pointed at the bucket.

"You're kidding", Caretaker frowned.

"Unfortunately, I'm not", Whumpee sighed, "I won't watch, I promise", Whumpee turned away.

Caretaker sighed as they stood up, they had held it in all night so they didn't have many options.

"Okay, I'm done", Caretaker walked back to where they were sitting.

Whumpee looked down, "I'm sorry you were brought here. I feel like I'm to blame because I got sick. If master hadn't gone to the store, you may not have met them."

"It's not your fault Whumpee. Maybe this was supposed to happen so you could be found", Caretaker smiled, "don't blame yourself for this."

They both heard Whumper rushing around upstairs.

"What are they doing?", Caretaker looked up.

"They must be running late for work", Whumpee frowned, "I hope their boss doesn't......", Whumpee jumped when the door slammed shut, they buried their head in their knees.

"What Whumpee?", Caretaker asked in a concerned voice.

"Master has been oversleeping past their alarm for the past week or so. Their boss isn't happy", Whumpee shook, "they could get fired."

Whumpee looked up, "if they come home mad, please don't intervene. Just let them do whatever they plan to do to me, I'll be okay. I can't, I can't be alone down here again."

"What will they do to you though?", Caretaker shifted to lean closer.

Whumpee lowered their head into their knees again and sobbed, "I don't know."

Caretaker got up to comfort Whumpee.

"I'm sorry Whumpee", Caretaker gently laid their arm on Whumpee's back, "I'm sorry you've been here for so long, and no one knew it."

Whumpee shook.

"Thankyou", Whumpee whispered, "the hardest part has been feeling like I've died every day since I made peace with being here. Wondering what happened that had me put here in this situation."

Caretaker nodded, "that does sound so hard."

Whumpee nodded, "I also wonder what my family is doing. I didn't have a good relationship with them, but I do wonder if they've looked for me", Whumpee lifted their head up, "I'm sorry to ask, but c-could I have a hug, I haven't had one in a long time. I understand if you don't want to because I'm naked....."

Caretaker quickly wrapped their arms around Whumpee, "of course you can have a hug. You've had to be brave for so long, I'm here now. We are going to get out of this, I promise. You won't be alone any longer."

Whumpee rested their head on Caretaker's shoulder, "okay", was all they could say.

Caretaker sat close to Whumpee until they could here Whumper come storming into the house.

The bars that locked the basement were slammed open, and Whumper stomped down into the basement.

"You", Whumper pointed at Whumpee, "because of you I lost my job. You had to get sick on me, I spent time trying to get you a friend, and because of all this. I lost my job."

Whumper pulled Whumpee up by their hair.

"I'm sorry Master", Whumpee winced, "please have mercy."

"I don't know how I'm going to take care of both of you, I was struggling with one and making ends meet. Now I have two to deal with", Whumper looked at Caretaker, "I'm not going without so I guess you two will."

Whumpee whimpered as Whumper drug them around.

"I have to find another job now", Whumper yelled before tossing Whumpee across the room.

Whumpee fell to the floor and rolled until they crashed into the wall.

"Useless", Whumper mumbled as they started toward the stairs. They looked at the blankets in disgust, "I'm taking these away, prisoners like you two don't deserve comforts."

Caretaker went to Whumpee's side as Whumper marched up the stairs.

"Don't disturb me", Whumper yelled.

Caretaker gently rolled Whumpee onto their back.

Whumpee was unconscious at the moment, they frowned as they felt for a pulse.

"Whumpee", Caretaker whispered.

An hour passed before Whumpee moved.

They gasped as they tried to get up.

"Don't move too much", they felt Caretaker's hands hold them down.

"Where's Whumper?", Whumpee groaned.

"Upstairs, we need to be quiet so we don't disturb them", Caretaker sighed, "we don't need to risk them coming back down here again."

Whumpee looked around, "I know they took the blankets. What am I covered with?"

"My suit coat, I didn't want you to lose body heat", Caretaker frowned.

"Oh, but you'll get cold", Whumpee frowned, "and it will get gross being on me."

"It's okay, I'm not worried about it", Caretaker sat down, "I did a little bit of a checkup on you while you were unconscious, we really need to get you to a hospital."

"Is something wrong with me", Whumpee made a concerned face.

"You are severely malnourished and dehydrated", Caretaker sighed, "your body could start shutting down, and with all the shaking you do, I'm surprised it hasn't done it yet."

"Am I going to die?", Whumpee sat up slowly.

"Not if I have anything to do with it", Caretaker helped brace them up, "I have a plan", they whispered.

Days went past.

Caretaker monitored Whumper's behavior. They seemed to be in a constant state of drunkenness now.

Lots of planning went into what was going to happen. They had one shot. Their was a lot at risk.

It was late now.

Whumpee laid on the ground as they had practiced with Caretaker.

Caretaker raced up the stairs.

"Whumper", they yelled, "somethings happened to Whumpee, I have tried everything. I think they're dying."

Whumper staggered to the gate and opened it. In their drunken haste, they left it open.

As they went down the steps Caretaker gave them a quick shove causing them to fall down the last few steps.

Whumper looked up at Caretaker angrily, "you'll pay for that", they slurred, then looked over at Whumpee, "Whumpee?"

Whumper crawled to where Whumpee lay. They lifted Whumpee up.

Whumpee worked hard to stay limp, it was terrifying being in Whumper's hands and not protecting themself.

Whumper shook Whumpee a little before slapping their face harshly, "I do not give you permission to die."

A loud metallic sound made Whumpee jump.

They looked up quickly and saw Whumper falling to the side.

Caretaker stood a few steps away holding a frying pan. Their hands shook as they dropped it.

"How did you get that?" Whumpee sat up.

"They left the bars unlocked, I ran to get this while they crawled to you", Caretaker gasped, "I'm sorry it took so long. Are you okay?"

"I'm okay", Whumpee nodded, "what do we do now? They're going to wake up mad."

Caretaker pulled off their tie and started to tie Whumper's hands, "we need to work fast, and make sure they don't get loose. Do you know where there is more rope?"

Whumpee nodded and got up.

"See if you can find a phone also", Caretaker sighed as they finished the knots.

Once Whumper was completely tied, Caretaker reached for the phone.

"Let's go upstairs and lock the gate", Caretaker started toward the stairs.

"Okay", Whumpee followed, but looked back, "I feel bad."

"It's okay Whumpee, just a little bit of guilt, you probably have formed a trauma bound to them, but we have to get out of here", Caretaker reached for their hand, "I'm here. You will be safe now."

Caretaker called the police.

"Hello, this is Caretaker...", Caretaker started.

"Wait, Caretaker, as in doctor?", the operator interrupted, "we've been looking everywhere for you."

"I've been kidnapped, and unfortunately, I have no idea where I am. The kidnapper has another hostage here. They've been here for a while. We need help. I believe we are both in desperate need of medical care."

"Yes of course. We are working on locating you right now. Do you know the location of your kidnapper?", the operator questioned.

"Hopefully still unconscious in the basement. They've locked us down there this whole time", Caretaker frowned, "there's a lock on the gate."

"Okay, I have your location and we are rushing there now", the operator hurried.

"Okay, I need to get this patient ready for transport", Caretaker smiled at Whumpee, "should I stay on the line?"

"Yes, just in case anything happnens", the operator smiled, "is there any information I can have on the second hostage while you prep them."

Caretaker turned on the speaker, "you are on speaker with them right now."

"Whumpee I'm going to wrap you in a blanket. We will probably be separated for a little while we get treatment, but I promise I will be with you when I'm allowed to."

"You both will be taken to the hospital you work at. It is the closest one", the operator spoke up.

The police came in just as the operator finished getting Whumpee's information.

"Where is the kidnapper?", they hurried past them.

"Downstairs, I don't know if they're unconscious still. They were drunk, and I hit them in the head with a frying pan."

"Okay", they gave a weird look at Whumpee.

Whumpee frowned at Caretaker as they were loaded onto a gurney.

"It's okay Whumpee, we will be together again soon", Caretaker smiled as an EMT checked them, "I promise you won't be alone."

EMT took one look at Whumpee, and they were rushed to the hospital.

Caretaker now sat in a hospital bed waiting for an IV to finish.

A colleague came in to check on Caretaker.

"You made us all nervous when you didn't come back in for your shift. Your spouse had no idea where you where", the Colleague sat down, "then your car was on fire. It has been a hectic time since you disappeared."

"I can imagine, this past few days has been terrifying, but eye opening. In the short amount of time I was held there, I was so unsure of so much. This poor person has been there for a long time by themself, and when I got there, I was reassured by them. I learned so much from them. I want to help them", Caretaker smiled, "I don't think I would have made it without them, and I can't imagine them having to do it on their own.

"They are in ICU right now. You can tell they are scared of everything going on, but they are still so appreciative of everything", the Colleague reached for a water and offered it to Caretaker, "you are so dehydrated still."

"I know, did you see how bad they were?", Caretaker took some drinks.

"I did, there body was fighting to hold on. I'd say you found them just in time. Any longer they may not have made it", the Colleague stood, "can I do anything for you?"

"Could you tell my spouse to call me up here so I can talk to them. I know they have been worried and are patiently waiting for me to call them. Could I also go see Whumpee?", Caretaker laid back in the bed.

"As of right now, you both need to rest. I'll let you know when you can get up. I'll let your spouse know to call you", the Colleague went to the door, "glad to have you back, doc."

Whumpee had just finished talking to the detectives.

There was quite a dilemma as their was no missing person reports out for Whumpee. Their family had even moved to a different country around a year ago.

Whumpee had gone zero contact before they were kidnapped.

Whumpee now watched out the window.

The staff had found some spare clothes for them to wear when they were uncomfortable in the hospital gown.

Whumpee fidgetted with the clothes. It felt weird to be in clothes again. They were thankful for the mismatched outfit though. They liked all of it.

Several meals a day. The nurses were so kind and gave them so many blankets and pillows. They even had a teddy bear that Caretaker sent up to them.

"Caretaker, I miss you", Whumpee whispered.

"Knock, knock", someone gently tapped on the door, "are you Whumpee?"

Whumpee timidly nodded at the person.

"Oh good, no need to be nervous", the person smiled, "may I come in?"

Whumpee nodded again, but that was about the only thing they could manage. They were frozen in fear.

"I'm Caretaker's spouse", the person interrupted Whumpee's thoughts, "I wanted to meet you personally."

"Oh", Whumpee looked down shyly, thinking back to the awkwardness of being naked around Caretaker, "I didn't know they were married."

"Caretaker did that on purpose in case the kidnapper cane after me", the spouse smiled.

"I'm sorry", Whumpee whispered, "I was the reason they were kidnapped."

"No, no. You have nothing to apologize for. I am so glad you were both saved. You helped my love get through all of that.... you're my hero."

"I-I am", Whumpee frowned.

"Yes", the person came closer, "Caretaker says hello as well. They are not allowed to leave their room yet. I came up here to give them a change of clothes, and I wanted to meet you as well. I thankyou so much for helping them through that, you helped them remain calm, and get through it. You helped them find a way to get out as well."

Whumpee frowned, "thankyou so much, I-I don't know what to say."

"That's alright", the person smiled, "I'm so glad we were able to get you out of there."

The nurse came in.

"I apologize, but Whumpee needs to eat a meal and get some rest", the nurse smiled at Whumpee.

"Oh, I should go then?", the spouse started toward the door.

"No please", Whumpee's voice cracked as they held back tears, "I-I don't want to be alone."

The spouse turned toward the nurse, "I'm happy to stay with them while they eat. Caretaker says they crave company more than anything. They've been by themself for so long."

"Okay, that is perfectly fine" the nurse smiled, "I'll bring in their meal."

As Whumpee ate, they excitedly told Caretaker's spouse about everything Caretaker did for them while in the basement.

Whumpee yawned after a while.

"I'm sorry", Whumpee sighed, "I get tired really fast."

"That is perfectly alright, you've been through a lot", the spouse stood and pulled the covers up for Whumpee, "get some rest. I am going to go though, I need to talk to Caretaker again, and I'm going to go to work after this, alright."

"Y-yes, thankyou for staying with me, I really", Whumpee yawned again, "I really appreciate you doing that."

"You're welcome, good night Whumpee."

"They're coming home with us right?"

Caretaker jumped and looked at the door, "geesh give the trauma victim a heart attack why don't you."

"I'm sorry", their spouse grinned as they came in.

"They broke my heart, they asked for me to stay with them while they ate", the spouse sat down, "they're coming home with us when they get discharged... right?"

"I would like them to, from the sound of it their family moved away and doesn't seem to care. Whumper is locked up permanently. It's up to them of course. But I would absolutely love to have them move in and be in our family", Caretaker sighed, "I promised them I wouldn't leave them alone, I want to keep that promise."

"I'll start preparing the bedroom", the spouse grinned happily.

"We don't know if they're going to move in though, we need to.....", Caretaker started.

"Gives them a bigger reason to move in, they already have a room ready", the spouse grinned, "I can't wait to have that sweetheart in our family."

"Don't go overboard", Caretaker sighed, "at least wait until they get comfortable."

"To late sweetie", their spouse leaned on for a kiss, "I gotta go, but I am so happy to have you home."

"Me to", Caretaker smiled, "I love you."

A few weeks passed, Caretaker had been discharged and had even begun working again.

They constantly visited Whumpee.

Whumpee had already excitedly agreed to move in.

They were getting stronger and stronger, but it would take years to undo the damage Whumper had done.

Whumper's trial was swift. Life in prison with no chance of getting out.

"It's their time to be locked up now", Caretaker told Whumpee as they read the report, "do you feel okay with that happening to Whumper?"

"I'm sad about it, but I know it's good that they will be locked up", Whumpee nodded, "my therapist says I have what they called Stock-Stockholm Syndrome", Whumpee frowned, "they say through time I will get better."

"Yes", Caretaker nodded, "your therapist is correct, and through time, you will heal. We both will."

"Are you seeing a therapist too", Whumpee looked up with a concerned face.

"Yes", Caretaker nodded, "just to help with some things that I experienced. It's good to see a therapist."

"That's good", Whumpee nodded.

"More good news, you'll be getting discharged pretty soon. My spouse has your room ready", Caretaker smiled, "I think you will absolutely love it."

"I'm just happy not to be alone anymore", Whumpee smiled.

"I promise, you will never be alone like that again", Caretaker smiled.

Whumpee limped out to Caretaker's new car.

They did a final wave to the nurses and doctors who took care of them during their stay.

Everyone smiled as Caretaker drove away.

Whumpee turned to Caretaker.

"I can't believe this is happening. I only fantasized about this.... I never thought it would truly happen."

"It's happening Whumpee", Caretaker smiled, "your new life starts now."

Taglist. As always please let me know if you want to be added or taken off of the list. It's not a problem at all. @villainsandheroes @the-beasts-have-arrived @sacredwrath @porschethemermaid @monarchthefirst @generic-whumperz @bloodyandfrightened @freefallingup13 @notpeppermint @cyborg0109 @idontreallyexistyet @thebejeweledwatercat @painfulplots @whumpbump @everythingsscary @skittles-the-whumpee @expressionless-fr @theforeverdyingperson @legendarydelusiongoatee

Taglist for those who wanted a part 2. @whumped-by-glitter @chaotic-orphan @parasitebunny @kiwi475 @thelilbutifulthings @sausages-things

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secretmellowblog · 6 months

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People who try to analyze what happened on Tumblr on November 5th, 2020, often really overstate how much it was actually “about” Supernatural. As someone who has never been in the supernatural fandom ever but dID join in on the hysterical destielposting—it was really more about the stress of the pandemic and the 2020 presidential election.

The two biggest Youtubers I’ve seen try to dissect “what happened that November 5th” in video essays both weren’t American—- and I think that explains why they both tried to explain the hysteria primarily via analyzing the Supernatural fandom/the original show, rather than through the lens of the election. And while those videos are cool, valid, informational, and make lots of really well-considered interesting points— I can tell you that me and almost all my mutuals had literally no knowledge or interest in the fact that “oh supernatural had made nods at the ship in the past but the creators were adamant that I wouldn’t be canon” or etc etc etc etc. the first time I learned about any of that context was way later, watching videos where people claimed that fandom history context (that I did not know anything about) was the actual reason for the hysteria.

But the reality is that people latched on to the Destiel stuff because it was a piece of big useless inane zero-stakes fandom news in a time when we were desperately waiting for serious high stakes election news. We were latching onto a “positive “ piece of inane stupid fandom news in a time of great stress, with all the desperation of a drowning man who latches onto whatever piece of wood will keep him afloat.

The core of the hysteria was that Americans (who make up a huge chunk of tumblr’s userbase) were currently glued to their laptops watching the live presidential election vote counts come in. These vote counts were taking an extended amount of time due to the pandemic causing high numbers of mail-in ballots, resulting in a constant state of Election Day Stress for multiple days straight.

This was also during the height of the Pandemic. People had predicted Trump’s presidency would be bad; no one had predicted it would be this apocalyptically bad. No one had predicted pandemics and lockdowns and hospitals overflowing with bodybags. remember Trump spreading Covid lies and conspiracies?? There were so many Qanon conspiracies about democrats being Satanic child traffickers who had to be put to death, and coup threats were mounting from the right wing side. It seemed like this election was a choice between ‘centrist democrat’ and “apocalyptic right wing conspiracy theory authoritarianism,” in the midst of pandemic conditions that people feared would never ever improve— and it seemed like a close election.

Another major point was that Trump voters were more likely to be antimaskers/Covid deniers, while Biden voters were more likely to take the pandemic seriously— so Biden voters were more likely to send in mail-in ballots instead of risking the in-person voting crowds, which meant their ballots would take much longer to count. And so, in many state electoral vote counts, it would initially seem like Trump was very far in the lead— only for Biden to slooooowly build up an agonizingly small lead as the mail in ballots came in, and then defeat Trump at the very end.

So you’re just watching these news sites giving live election updates, refreshing the page every 2 minutes to see if you’re going to live under a spineless centrist democrat or a literal Qanon Dictatorship. And then you go on tumblr to distract yourself, and there’s more election posting, and more agonizing over the votes, and more stress and despair—-

And then it’s been days and we’re right at the crucial tipping point where it’s anyone’s game and the next few hours will determine whether Trump will win, so you need to keep your eye on the vote count, because the next hours will determine the future of the pandemic and your country and your plans for your entire life—

And then stupid Destiel becomes canon! And it becomes canon in the silliest way possible!

If Destiel had become canon at any other time, it would have been a big goofy tumblr celebration? But we wouldn’t have gotten the insane explosion of hysterical interaction.

The entire core of it was the contrast between the inane meaningless stupidity of fandom news vs the actual stressful election news you wanted to hear! It really is best conveyed in that meme where Castiel says “I love you” and Dean indifferently responds with a piece of important election news.

It’s about the contrast between the low-stakes inanity of fandom and the massive life-destroying stakes of a terrifying election. There really was no reason it had be Supernatural specifically, except that Supernatural was a thing everyone knew basic things about from dashboard osmosis— it could’ve been any other equally huge silly fandom ship news about a ship everyone *knew of* but might not necessarily be invested in (ex. Stucky becoming canon, Johnlock becoming canon, Kirk/Spock becoming more canon somehow, etc etc etc.)

I think it’s true that people who weren’t paying agonizingly close attention to the American election news got swept up in it, and that non American Supernatural fans also were extremely excited for purely fandom reasons — but the entire reason it blew up to an unprecedented degree was because of that core of stressed out terrified Americans glued to their computers watching election results and suddenly receiving stupid fandom news instead, and deciding to just hysterically parodically hyper-celebrate this absurd useless zero-stakes news.

I think it was also all elevated by the fact that, as I said before, this happened at the crucial “tipping point” of the election where the next few hours would determine the winner. The fact that Biden began to slowly develop a lead in the hours after made it feel, hysterically, as if the hours after Destiel became canon was somehow the turning point where he began to win; so celebrating Destiel felt like celebrating that slow turn towards victory.

The tl,dr is that it’s so important to Remember the Fifth of November …..in preparation the inevitable hysteria that will happen in the presidential election on November 5th of next year. XD. Personally I’m rooting for Johnlock or Frodo/Sam to somehow become canon in the eleventh hour right before the democrats win

#November 5th #november 5 2020 #the fifth of november #just a random ramble #November 5th 2020 is such an important day to me #it really is a holiday #but it does confuse me when I see people analyzing it primarily as a supernatural thing #instead of a ‘hysteria over an election reaches a breaking point when inane zero stakes fandom news comes out and we all latch onto it’thing #but yeah!!#this is my personal essay out of love for the holiday

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