#carewhumperee

[obsessedwithegos]

Would Faust ever use magic on Helgi?

TWs: Unicorn whumper and carewhumperee, Satyr whumpee, Familial whump, Obsessive carewhumperee, Magic whump, Mind control

Note: non canon Faust and Helgi: he/him Dor: They/it Celes: She/it

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Faust’s heart was racing as he stormed down the stairs to the second floor of the palace, rage bubbling up in his chest.

He had found Dor’s captive room missing the star of the room, Dor themself. Nothing looked chewed or broken so that meant Dor didn’t escape by themself.

And he already had a guess as to who it was that took them.

“HELIAGR!” He shouts at the bottom of the stairs, stomping his hooves as he was approaching one of his brother’s rooms. 

Orange magic sparks from his horn.

He slams his fist against his older brother’s door.

“HELIAGR OPEN UP RIGHT NOW!” He could feel the strain against his vocal cords as he yelled. 

The door opens, revealing a smug looking Helgi. “Hello Faust.” The fact that Faust wasn’t using his nickname was already giving him satisfaction.

“Where are they.” It wasn’t a question, it was a demand for information.

“Where’s who?”

Faust gritted his teeth. “Dor. Where’s Dor? I know you have them.”

Helgi hums and taps his chin as he thinks. “Nooo… I don’t think I do.”

The orange sparks start to connect with arcs of magic, similar to electricity. “Well who does?”

The older brother takes a step back to allow his younger brother to look inside the room, as he gestures over to one of his own captives. “Celes does.”

The younger unicorn looks into the room to see where his older brother was gesturing.

In the corner of the room, settled down in a pile of bean bags and blankets, a deer satyr was carefully and tenderly combing and braiding Dor’s hair. Dor seemed completely relaxed as they laid between her legs and had their arms wrapped around her waist.

However, even from the doorway Faust could see how distant Dor’s eyes were and how it looked completely unfocused and oblivious to it’s surroundings.

The sight of someone else touching and caring for his cherished, of it ‘allowing’ someone else to be so close to it and even holding onto her, and knowing that Dor was under his brother’s mind control completely enraged him.

His anger must’ve been clear on his face as Helgi snickers. “What’s wrong, Faust? Did mother never teach you that sharing is caring?”

“For aught I care, mother’s lessons can be damned.” Faust snarled as he looked at Helgi. “Release them, Heliagr.” His hands balled up into fists, nails digging into his palms.

It really was just far too enjoyable to see his brother being pushed to this point. He smiles and leans down to be eye to eye with him. “Make me.” 

There’s a bright flash of orange as the younger unicorn also reels his arm back. 

The next thing Helgi knew, his mind was completely blank and he could feel all the tension and stress leave his body. His magic on Dor dispels and he could do nothing as he can see Faust’s fist heading straight for his face.

When Faust’s fist hits his face, he stumbles back with a yell as it feels like all of his nerves are lit aflame.

Even if he wanted to, Helgi couldn’t keep himself standing, he couldn’t think about anything other than the pain scorching and seering every part of his body.

Faust looks down at his brother as pain was stinging his knuckles, his rage pauses briefly as confusion takes over as he sees orange magic wrapping around his brother as he has the same unfocused and distant eyes that Dor once had. 

Then realization sets in along with hearing Helgi’s screams. He was using magic.

He quickly rushes over to Dor, who was still slowly regaining their sense of mind, as he dispels his magic. He didn’t have time to feel guilty right now, he needed to get his cherished back and back to their room.

He gives the bewildered Celes a glare as he takes Dor from her and helps them out of the room so he could start taking them back upstairs.

Faust leaves his brother on the floor, gasping for air and regaining his sense of mind.

Once Faust was gone, Celes gets up to go help Helgi up. “Lord Helgi?” She gently asks, knowing how jarring it can be to be coming down from mind control.

After a moment, Helgi lets out a breathy laugh. “I knew it… I knew that coward had it in him.”

With her help, he gets back up onto his hooves. “It’s a pitiful shame for such magic.. To be wasted on him.”

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general: @emmettnet @thebluejaysworld

#owe answers #diye asks themself things #prompted writing tag #faust tag #helgi tag #dor tag #celes tag #diye speaks whump #whump #whump tag #magic whump #mind control #familial whump #carewhumperee #obsessive carewhumper #ask to tag #note: by 'regaining sense of mind' I specifically am talking about going from absolutely zero thoughts at all to thoughts. opinions. likes. #dislikes. memories. etc all flooding back.

[whumpy-wyrms]

Anton is a sopping wet cat of a man

#so i reread chapter 10 #when the. when the whumper who is also a caretaker is also a whumpee #Anton’ a 3 in 1 pack. a carewhumperee #y’all i’m actually super proud of this like woooow okay i’ve never shaded like that before!!! with the lighting and shit!!! (second drawing #super cool im so cool #hope u all like these silly drawings now i’m gonna go draw Basil banging out the tunes #my art #whump art #lab whump #whumper turned whumpee #i guess #emotional whump #whump #whumpblr #whump community #whump blog #whumper #whumpee #anton oc #tllr art #the last lab rat

[befuddled-calico-whump]

Figuwhump: Day 13

rest assured, my girl gave worse than she got

Abi+Reggie Masterlist

(for more information, check out @figuwhump 's pinned post)

#she will kick anyones ass #including reggie #shes my carewhumper #carewhumperee? #i swear this series isn't dead only dormant #figuwhump #tied up #lady whump #puck=abi

[lumpofwhump]

Cold Comfort

Content: Lab whump, carewhumperee, reluctant whumper, reluctant caretaker, henchman whumper, cold whump, comfort… sort of.

(Continued from this post)

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Your subject needs to start giving us more, the Director had told Barclay. Do whatever it takes to make that happen.

Easier said than done, the young Lead Technician thought as he headed for Varin’s cell. These days, the process of extracting the valuable substance from the subject’s frail body hadn’t gotten him much more than a trickle. The only thing it accomplished was nearly killing Varin, leaving him it emaciated, its skin ghostly pale.

Still, saying that wouldn’t have ended well for Barclay. He was already on thin ice with the Director.

He opened the door to the cell with a loud clang, causing Varin to startle awake with a gasp. But in its eyes, Barclay could see something like… was that relief?

“Don’t look so excited,” he told it curtly. “Today’s not going to be fun for either of us.”

As he approached, though, he saw that Varin’s day hadn’t been going well to begin with. It was sopping wet and shivering uncontrollably.

Really…?!

He’d check who was on cleaning duty last night. It looked like they needed a reminder that they would be easier to replace than this subject.

“Hang on,” he told it, shaking his head with annoyance as he closed the door and headed for the nearest supply closet.

Despite his earlier warning, the subject’s face lit all the way up when he came back with a couple towels and a fresh gown.

“Here,” Barclay said, dumping the items on the floor between them.

Varin made no move to take them though, still huddled in on itself for warmth and staring up at Barclay with wide, pleading eyes. “C-can you…” it ventured shakily. “Please, I… I’m so cold.”

The towel’s right there, dumbass, now get moving, Barclay almost snapped. He stopped himself, though, if only barely. The more stressed the subject was, the harder it was going to be to get anything from it.

“Alright,” he grumbled, picking up the towels and approaching Varin. He wrapped one of them around its thin body, and then set to drying off its face. The hosing-off had unsurprisingly done absolutely nothing about the numerous mats and tangles in Varin’s hair, nor about its smell. He worked quickly and efficiently, trying to get this over with as soon as possible.

Even so, Varin leaned into his touch.

He stopped short. He wasn’t supposed to allow this sort of thing. Touch was supposed to be on staff’s terms alone. The policy for dealing with an overly affectionate subject was to physically discipline it and then leave it in isolation for at least 48 hours.

But he needed something to show for himself today. He’d barely survived the last time he’d disappointed the Director.

“Just, don’t get used to this,” he finally conceded.

Varin nodded, but still its eyes shone with gratitude as it stared up at him, daring to lean in closer against him.

Barclay went rigid and broke off eye contact as he finished drying it off and reluctantly helped it change into the fresh gown. He pulled away before it could try to cling to him again, turning away to open his bag of medical equipment.

“Let’s get this over with.”

—

I needed to finally write something for Barclay, as the guy has been taking up an inordinate amount of brainspace for the past two months.

Varin and the Director, meanwhile, are @skinofafish’s characters.

#lab whump #carewhumperee #reluctant caretaker #bad caretaker #reluctant whumper #nonhuman whumpee #henchman whumper #barclay fletcher #varin #dehumanization #comfort

[obsessedwithegos]

Faust's Cherished and Despised

CW: Vampiric unicorn whumper, Unicorn carewhumperee, Vampiric satyr whumpee, Familial whump, Obsessive carewhumperee, Whumper talking about Whumpee in a degrading/derogatory manner, Magic whump/Mind Control, Whumper painting himself as innocent and getting away with it, Emotional whump/Angst

Notes: Faust is referred to as a carewhumperee in the warnings bc it’s shorter than caretaker/whumper/whumpee. He’s a carewhumper for Dor and a whumpee to Helgi! Faust and Helgi use he/him, Dor uses they/it, Savina (the mother) uses she/her

Inspired by this ask :>

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“Helgi, there’s really no need-!” Faust’s pleading was cut off “Little brother, it’s your first captive! I simply must see.” Helgi grins as the two of them walk to the room where the younger unicorn typically kept his collection of photos and memorabilia of that one satyr he seemed to adore.

“Besides it sounds like they’re causing you trouble, surely you won’t mind some help.” The vampiric unicorn gives a courtesy nod to a passing servant. “After all, isn’t that what brothers do? Help each other?”

Faust’s ears lowered. “I don’t need help! I don’t want your help with them!” he goes to grab his older brother’s right arm to try to stop him from reaching for the doorknob.

Helgi pauses and looks to see if the hall was empty now, once seeing the servant leave he glares at his little brother and uses his left hand to grab the younger unicorn’s throat and pins him against the nearby wall.

“Faust, you do not have a choice in this.” He tightens his grip to start cutting off air flow. “I already know you’re too pathetic to use your magic on anyone and I’m not going to risk you embarrassing anyone in this family because you can’t get any control over your captive.”

The younger unicorn tries to grab at his brother’s hand in an attempt to pry it off of his throat. “I’m not going to- Embarrass anyone!” He struggled to speak.

“Not if I can help it.”

Helgi lets go of his brother and promptly opens the door, revealing the set up of the Satyr being surrounded by pictures of themself and things that used to belong to them. It almost looked like a shrine but the one that it was dedicated to was the centerpiece of it.

He looks Dor up and down before looking to Faust, who was currently leaning against the wall coughing and gasping for air. “I have to admit, the set up is nice. But really? This thing is your captive?”

Dor rolls their eyes “Says the one who looks like a Halloween decoration vampire.”

“Silence.” Helgi scowls as his horn sparks to life, magic grabs Dor’s jaw and holds it shut to prevent them from speaking easily.

Faust grits his teeth and moves to stand in front of his brother. “Leave them alone!” He attempted to order him.

The older unicorn looks down at his brother and then looks to Dor, watching them struggle against their restraints. “Are they violent?”

“That doesn’t matter! Stop using your magic on them!” The younger unicorn demands as he hits his brother’s chest with a closed fist.

Helgi steps to the side and shoves his brother to the ground. “Oh but it does matter! You know the rules, Faust.”

He walks over to Dor and grabs their jaw as he stops his magic. He lifts their face up and moves their head side to side to get a better look at their face, even leaning down to get the best look he could. “I suppose they could clean up pretty decently.”

“Fuck you!” Dor snapped before spitting in his face and then attempting to move their face to bite his hand.

He pulls his hand away and pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket to wipe the spit off. “How revolting.”

“As I said at dinner, I’m working on their manners.” Faust gets up, glaring at his older brother. “Which I can do by myself.”

“Yes, but you’re clearly not doing a good job. Especially considering your refusal to use your magic.” Helgi tosses the handkerchief back and onto Faust. “It’s really not that hard to get captives to behave.”

As the word ‘Behave’ leaves his mouth, his horn sparks to life once again.

Dor’s eyes widen and they visibly stiffen. Their muscles twitch a few times before they relax. They no longer were fighting against their restraints and even sat up right.

“They’re certainly a fighter, but nothing your big brother can’t handle.” He said as he looked at Faust.

Faust looked horrified to see Dor suddenly become so compliant without spewing anymore hurtful words.

His eyes welled up with tears as he glared at Helgi. “Leave them alone! I don’t want your help! I don’t need your help! I don’t care about the rules!” He progressively got louder and louder. 

He grabs his older brother’s tail. “I just want you to leave us alone!” He shouted as he yanked Helgi’s tail as hard as he could, resulting in his brother letting out a pained yell.

“FAUST ELWYN WINTHROPE!” An all too familiar voice shouts, causing Faust’s blood to run cold.

He shakily looks to the still open door, seeing their mother standing in the doorway with her arms crossed. “What are you doing to your brother?!”

Faust looked down at Helgi’s tail in his hands and back to his mother “I- He-” His words were dying in his throat. 

Helgi yanks his tail out of Faust’s hands. “I was trying to help Faust with his unruly captive, but he doesn’t want to follow the rules mother.” He answers for his brother.

“So I heard. Helgi, dear, please come here and dispel your magic. I want to see how unruly this captive is.” She says, stepping out of the room so her older son could step out as well. “Yes ma’am.” He says, walking out of the room before dispelling his magic.

Dor blinks a few time as the magic was dispelled, as their mind cleared they were overcome with rage and started to struggle even more against their restraints. “YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! COME HERE AND I’LL RIP YOU TO SHREDS WITH MY OWN TEETH!” They snarled and snapped their teeth as their eyes locked onto Helgi

The mother huffed and looked at Faust. “You have 2 weeks to get them under control. If you fail, you’ll either have to get rid of them or let Helgi help you. Do I make myself clear?”

Tears burned at Faust’s eyes and his breath was catching in his throat. “Yes mother.”

“Good.” She looked down to Helgi. “Now, let's go get your tail checked to make sure he didn’t do any damage.”

Helgi nodded. “Yes ma’am.” 

Faust lets his tears fall as he watches the two leave. He moves and slams the door shut as he shakes. “Oh, how I despise him.” He forced himself to speak, voice cracking.

He takes a deep breath before looking at Dor, tears still streaming down his face. “I’m so sorry about that, my cherished. Are you alright?”

Dor glares at him. “What do you fucking think?”

He deflates a bit. “I’ll take that as a no.” He doubted they were alright anyway but it hurt so, so much more to have that confirmed.

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General: @emmettnet @thebluejaysworld

#owe writing #whump #whump tag #whump writing #faust tag #faust writing tag #helgi tag #helgi writing tag #dor tag #dor writing tag #savina tag #savina writing tag #familial whump #mind control #magic whump #carewhumperee #emotional whump #ask to tag

[obsessedwithegos]

"Go on. Hit me again."

From Dor to Faust?

CWs: Vampiric satyr whumperee, Unicorn carewhumper, Obsessive carewhumper (Non romantic), Whumperee distressing Carewhumper

Note: Dor’s insistence of Faust to hit them again is to purely make Faust uncomfortable and distressed.

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“Why can’t you just get it through your thick skull?!” Faust’s voice rang out, promptly being followed by a loud SLAP!

Dor’s head snapped to the side and a heavy silence fell as a red hand print appeared on their cheek.

The unicorn’s eyes widen as his hands go to cover his mouth as he sees and processes what he had just done. 

He had hurt the one he was trying to protect and keep from harm, his cherished Dor.

He reaches out to them “Dor, I’m-” 

He was cut off by the sound of laughter. They were laughing.

Dor reaches up to touch their stinging cheek as they look at him. “Finally!” They laughed “I finally got you to hit me! Go on. Hit me again. I know you want to.”

Faust pulls his hand away “No! I don’t!”

“Aw but come on! You didn’t even knock any teeth loose! That was pathetic! Come on! Hit me!” They say taking a step closer to him.

He takes a step back. “No! I don’t want to hurt you! I feel awful that I did! I didn’t mean to!” He looks around “I’ll go get you some ice-” They reach up to grab his shirt and pull him down. “You aren’t going anywhere until you hit me again!”

He grabs their wrists, only harshly enough to force them to let go. “I am not going to hit you again!”

“What are you? A fucking coward?” 

“If it gets you to stop trying to get me to hit you again, then yes!” His voice had a pleading tone to it. “Yes, I’m a coward for not wanting to hurt you! Now please, let's go get you an ice pack for your cheek.”

Dor huffs, almost sounding like a bull snorting. “Fine.”

[Whumpy/Angst Dialogue]

gen: @emmettnet @thebluejaysworld

#is... Is Faust technically a carewhumperee????? DOES HE CHECK ALL THREE BOXES??? /genq #owe answers #anonymous #prompted writing tag #dor tag #dor writing tag #faust tag #faust writing tag #whump #whump tag #ask to tag