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proudfreakmetarusonniku · 2 years

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Day 5: Every Whumpees Needs, with inspiration from the extra prompt Blood Loss.

An AU where Dream is a vampire and Tommy's blood tastes the best out of anyones. Dream feeds from Tommy in exile, and makes sure to take just enough blood that Tommy's alive, but delirious and exhausted from blood loss and pain. Warnings for biting, drugging (pretty sure venom counts there), incredibly unhealthy coping mechanisms, dehumanisation, infantilisation, blood, blood loss, abuse, forced codependency, and an extremely unreliable narrator.

AO3 link, if you prefer.

Tommy barely so much as whimpered anymore when Dream sunk his fangs into him.

Of course, the venom kept him still enough to feed, even back in the L’Manberg days where he was jumpy and anxious whenever it was time, but ever since Dream had come up with the excellent idea of having his little bloodbag exiled from that pitiful excuse of a nation, he’d stopped even trying to fight against it, just giving into the paralysis while Dream took his fill of blood.

Honestly, the real question was why he hadn’t done this earlier.

Oh, he’d wanted to. He knew there wasn’t anyone else… like him anymore- he’d made damn sure of that, because unlike most vampires, Dream had some sense of fucking standards, but he couldn’t help but feel paranoid that somehow, someone would try and take away his precious food source, and leave him suddenly without.

Addictive was a mild word to describe the sheer ambrosia running through the poor kids' veins. That much was a fact. But that didn’t- that shouldn’t- change the fact that he was still a kid with a wide, vibrant smile and infectious energy that reminded Dream of his younger siblings back when he was still human. Prime, it had been so long since they all went, so long since he’d lost contact with any still bearing their blood, and he missed his family more than anything.

It was, perhaps, the one area where he had to admit he fell short.

There was something so vibrant about the living, so overwhelmingly energetic, that he lost years before he was ever even turned. He’d suffered so many indignities for his family’s survival that he’d died even before they killed him, turned him into one of them. Perhaps to them, the way that mortals shone like the sun made them inferior, but Dream thought that trait made them well beyond simple cattle, tools to be used and thrown out and tortured without reason. Perhaps they were lesser, but in the way a child is lesser than their guardian, not a human to a cow.

(Or, if it was, it’d be in the same way Tommy treated the gangly mooshroom in the corner of his tent, brushing shaking hands through fur and cuddling up beside him and telling him silly stories. In that sense, it really wasn’t that different after all.)

The first few drops of blood as he drained it away from Tommy’s pliant form were like his memories of sunshine on his face in the warmth of the fields again. Like the shackles binding him for long enough to lose count of the millennia and almost lose count of that too had been cut away, and he was flying freely once more. The taste was richly metallic, and if Dream was one of the superstitious types, he’d say he could almost sense the glint of a sword and the will of a soldier in it.

Greedily, Dream leaned further into Tommy’s arm, latching onto his wrist like a wild animal. Desperately licking the wound for the few droplets that escaped, he could feel the interlocking patterns of bite scars he knew covered every inch visible on Tommy, some parts of the flesh raised and inflamed and some chunks torn out altogether. He could feel his venom swirling underneath the skin, paralysing but not numbing.

(Prime, he remembered how much that hurt. Not only did it feel exactly as painful as a carnivore biting through your flesh and draining your insides sounded, the venom stung like burning fire and shards of ice all at once. Sometimes, he still had nightmares about it.)

Gently, carefully, Dream slung an arm around Tommy, holding him tightly in what he hoped was a comforting embrace, or as close as they could get to one with Tommy half-collapsed on his cot and Dream firmly attached to his wrist. He’d done that long ago, when his little sister had nightmares and couldn’t sleep, and stayed there with her until she fell unconscious in his arms. For some reason, he kept picturing her with pale blond curls and electric blue eyes.

He could be kind. He wasn’t- he wasn’t like them, who treated mortals just as their own personal slaves, toys, playthings, anything but a person. He’d made damn sure he was last of his kind for a reason, because he didn’t want anyone like that back ever again. No, mortals were his sweet little brothers, his mischievous little sisters, the baby siblings he’d protect with his life. They were family.

(And, sure, this might be the third time he’d drank from Tommy today, and he’d stopped being able to even crawl out of the tent in Logstedshire a week ago, but that was fine! Dream had just moved in everything he needed, and he didn’t mind having to do a little extra help. He quite enjoyed it, in fact. It’d been so long since he’d been the only one able to take care of someone. He was suddenly a hero again.)

Dream was a good person. He never drained someone completely, no matter how tempting it always was. Hell, he didn’t even drain anyone but Tommy anymore, and the kid had agreed to it. It was a fair deal, more than fair, really. L’Manberg’s freedom for Tommy as his bloodbag. And as his favourite mortal, he treated his bloodbag with great kindness. Just enough food and drink to stay healthy and keep something on him, all the luxurious gifts he could want, even painkillers if he was really good, even though it fucked with the taste of his blood a little.

(And, well, he wasn’t planning on leaving the poor thing mortal, was he? If the experiments with his little book planned out, he’d be able to keep Tommy and his blood around for the rest of time. He’d never have to lose the bright spark deep inside him, yet he’d never have to die.)

That was right. Dream might have to do bad things to survive, but he could rest easily knowing he was a good person. A good shepherd to his little flock of mortals, his beloved little siblings.

It was reluctant, but Dream let go of Tommy’s wrist. He’d gotten pretty good at calculating exactly the best time to stop, right before it got dangerous but still in the zone where Tommy was adorably exhausted afterwards, like a sick toddler.

(He remembered getting so scared back when his siblings got sick, all those years ago, but looking back on it, seeing them so dizzy and loopy was the sweetest little thing. He almost enjoyed looking after them more than playing with them, sometimes.)

He licked off the last droplets of blood from the wound, both out of a desperate need for more and to make sure the antiseptic of his saliva would prevent infection while it healed. Once, back in Pogtopia, he’d forgotten to do so, and the poor kid had gotten sick, which would have usually not been something Dream would have minded much except he was too ill to feed from, and he had to spend a few days choking down the donations Sapnap and George gave him, tasting like ash in his mouth.

Standing up, he pulled Tommy into his chest, letting him cry. There was something satisfying in that, that no matter how much Tommy always tried to keep his emotions hidden that he still cried from the pain every single time that Dream tore flesh from body. Not out of any cruelty, of course. It was simply fascinating.

“Shh, shh, it’s okay now; it’s over. It’s okay, Tommy.” Dream gently ruffled Tommy’s hair, holding him upright so he wouldn’t simply sink back onto the bed with the paralysis. “I’m so, so proud of you.”

Tommy mumbled something into Dream’s chest, and Dream laughed.

“Tommy, you’re gonna have to speak up if I’m going to hear you, y’know?”

“I said, I don’t fuckin’ want you to be proud of me.” Tommy’s voice was hoarse, and it strained so hard to even be heard.

“What, don’t you like me?” Dream flicked Tommy’s nose. He knew enough about his little bloodbag to know when he was just being difficult and when he actually needed correcting, and this wasn’t one of those times. It was best to keep the more physical side of discipline to a minimum, lest Dream accidentally spill any of the ambrosial blood in Tommy’s veins, when he was already on the edge of not having enough to function every time he fed. No use breaking your favourite toy.

(Metaphorically, of course. Tommy wasn’t his property or anything. Sure, they had a deal over his blood, but even if that belonged to Dream, Tommy himself was a friend. Dream wasn’t like any of those- those monsters that used to stand alongside him, chaining up humankind like they were less than cattle, breaking that spirit that made them so worthwhile. He wasn’t.)

Tommy looked him dead in the eyes, and Dream could see the milky, unfocused film over the usual electric blue. Despite all his efforts, they were only half-lidded, and the deep bags underneath only emphasised the almost corpse-like colour of his skin, tight enough against his flesh, you could see the bones where you couldn’t see the scarring. “No.”

Dream rolled his eyes. “Well, if that’s the case, why don’t I call off our little deal? If you hate it so much, surely-“

Tommy rapidly shook his head, eyes widening a fraction even as his head lolled. “No, no, no, no, no,” he mouthed over and over, even as it clearly strained him to so much as move his mouth. Dream chuckled at the sight. It was so endearing to see someone at their weakest.

“Okay, okay. Fine.” Dream tapped Tommy’s nose again. “Anything for family, I guess.”

“Family?” There was a tone of confusion in that hoarse whisper, no matter how many times Dream tried to explain. Now that he had Tommy somewhere safe, he’d tried his best to teach him the truth, of course, but he never seemed to quite get it. It had gone from genuine anger- harshly punished, of course, in a way perhaps more than Dream ever remembered having to do for his blood siblings- to this utter confusion that marked how Tommy approached most things, now.

That was the issue with taking all Tommy had, Dream supposed. Keeping him alive, his needs met, but no more. Not that he cared much. He couldn’t possibly be mad at his little brother for that, could he? It was almost sweet, really. It was almost like living.

He was so close to having a family again. He could feel it.

#whumptober2022 #no.5 #every whumpee's needs #dream smp #fic #biting #drugging #unhealthy coping mechanisms #dehumanisation #infantilisation #blood #bloos loss #forced codependency #primeboys (derogatory)

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whump-kia · 7 months

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talk codependency to me. caretaker overcome with adrenaline and panic and fear when whumpee is out of their sight, grabbing their face and frantically looking them over to ensure they're alive, even if they've been gone for two minutes. a whumpee who could handle the worst of torture and only breaks when they threaten caretaker, spilling everything, begging, pleading, for whumper to leave them be. caretaker who goes feral when whumpee is in danger. whumpee who can't even blink without caretaker in the room. they sleep back to back, breathing matched, one eye locked on the door and ready to obliterate anything that dares threaten the other.

#whump #whumpblr #whump prompt #whump community #kidnapping tw #torture tw #codependency #unhealthy coping mechanisms #codependency cw #specifically in siblings. something about siblings. it really hits right in the heart.#tropes that in real life are so so unhealthy but in fiction are the most delicious things on earth

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whumpshaped · 2 months

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double pet whumpees. dog and cat. a mix of drugs and good ol' fashioned conditioning have turned their brains into piles of mush incapable of complex thought, but they are extremely attached to each other. master is cold and mean and kicks me when i stand in their way, but kitty friend/doggy friend is soft and warm and cuddles with me after, that sort of thing.

when they're rescued, initially the caretaker(s) separate them, so they can each recover at their own speed and get individual focus, but it quickly becomes evident that that's not going to work. after a full 24 hours of constant barking and yowling, slamming and scratching against the doors to the rooms their being kept in, the two of them do the exact same thing: curl up in the corner of their room and cry. they refuse to eat, drink, or even get up, and flinch away from any touch.

not wanting these poor things they literally just rescued to deprive themselves to death, the caretaker(s) relent and put them back in the same room, and it's like magic how quickly they perk back up. bonded pair, do not separate. and the caretaker(s) suppose their are infinitely more pressing issues than their codependency at the moment.

arin and bee are placeholder names for caretaker a and b, not real ocs

content: past trauma, multiple whumpees, conditioned whumpee, rocky recovery, comfort

Arin sighed as she watched the two pitiful things interact for the first time in three days. They hadn't let go of each other in at least ten minutes, and if she had to guess, they weren't going to let go for a good while.

The bigger one, the one that acted like a dog with all the barking and whining, was holding the smaller one, gently rocking them back and forth. That one acted like a cat, mewling and all, was almost purring in their friend's embrace.

"They're gonna need so much therapy," Bee said quietly. Arin only nodded. "What sort of sick fuck takes two people captive and... trains them to act like animals? To this extent?"

"I don't know," she muttered. She was exhausted. She didn't want to think about it.

"I'm not an advocate for the death penalty, but—"

"Bee."

She shrank back a little. "Sorry. It just... It makes me so angry. I want to strangle the fucker. I just... want these guys to be okay."

"I know. We all do. But fantasising about murder isn't gonna get us any closer." Arin finally pushed herself away from the table she had been leaning against and went to open the door that led into the survivors' room. "I hope they'll accept food now that they're together again."

#asks #whump #whump drabble #past trauma #multiple whumpees #conditioned whumpee #rocky recovery #comfort

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porcelaintoybox23 · 11 months

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Codependent caretaker (this is so fucking niche)

I like the idea of a “caretaker” who is yandere level obsessed with whumpee. They genuinely love them but it’s still unhealthy.

The bend themselves over to cater to the whumpee. They do everything to get them back to some normalcy and independence.

They take the best aspects of love (selflessness, dedication, etc) and go overboard. If whumpee wants to leave them, caretaker won’t stop them. All that matters is whumpee’s happiness.

They will monitor whumpee, note every little detail. Whumpee is the caretaker’s hyperfixation.

They’ll read books, articles, whatever to better help with recovery.

If whumpee finally stands on their own, understanding what a healthy relationship is, they’ll try to get caretaker to chill a bit.

They want to be a good partner in return. They use caretaker’s love for them to get them to open up more, to rely on whumpee emotionally.

We have a obvious yandere & hidden crazier yandere situation

Caretaker would kill for whumpee but only in very desperate circumstances or from whumpee’s wishes.

Whumpee has had no one in their life. Now they have someone who loves them in every shape and form, who loves every flaw. Look at the caretaker wrong and you’re dead.

They’re both a little nuts, but are still a mostly healthy relationship. Like, I will wait for you for eternity. There’s no one else for me.

#whump #whumpee #caretaker #caretaker x whumpee #I’m projecting my ocs #whump ideas #whump scenario #whump writing

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aprilisthecruelestmonth · 7 months

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Promptember Prompt 12 - Desperate for Safety

Whumpee has been hurt for so long that they are willing to trust anyone who gives them even the illusion of kindness and security, whether that means trusting Whumper against their better judgement or trusting the Caretaker immediately and desperately.

Whumpee is confronted with a trigger and bolts away from it, panicking till they find a small, tight place to hide till the danger, real or perceived, has past.

Whumpee is willing to do anything, not for their own safety, but for the safety of someone they have to protect.

Codependent relationship where Character A doesn't feel strong enough to protect themselves against the constant danger they're in and Character B desperately wants to make up for having failed to protect someone in the past, leading to a loving, but dysfunctional state of affairs.

Whumpee has never been safe in their life, doesn't even know what that means, until they're captured by the other side of the conflict. Whumpee sees how the other side cares for each other and keeps each other safe, and something wakes up inside them: a hunger, a thirst, a rabid need for whatever that is that makes one person look so tenderly on another without wanting anything in return.

#promptember #whump writing #writing prompt #whump prompt #writing #whump scenario #whump tropes

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justplainwhump · 4 months

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Oddly specific favorite whump trope: Two whumpers who are in a weirdly codependent relationship. They act as a team, but there's a lot running underneath; a need to belong, desperately trying to impress or one up the other, the need to control not only whumpee but also other whumper - growing so so unhealthy and eventually, downright scary...

#whump trope

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tss-whumper · 5 months

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my whump intro!

hey, gang!! i'm annie, you might know me from my main blog (@prodigal-explorer). this is my side blog, and it's a place for all things sanders sides whump! whump isn't a very big thing in this fandom, but i really love it and i think this fandom has so much whump potential.

to clear things up for anyone confused, whump is basically a genre of fanfic/headcanons/content where characters (they are called whumpees) are being hurt either by other characters (they are called whumpers) or by natural elements such as sickness and weather. sometimes, there are characters who help whumpees feel better, or protect them from whumpers (they are called caretakers). whump is sort of like hurt/comfort, but there's not always the guarantee of comfort. whether or not there's comfort is up to personal preference! when it comes to whump, pretty much any kind of pain/injury/hurt is on the table, so when engaging with it, it's important to read tags carefully, just for your own safety!

with this blog, the characters from sanders sides will be playing whumpees, whumpers, and caretakers in an assortment of ways! characters will not always be named. sometimes it will just be (side a) or (side b), or it will just be labeled as "whumper" or "whumpee" if i don't really have a sanders sides character in mind for the scenario.

more info about my page and what i will and won't write below! (warning: i don't censor any of my words, so proceed with caution if that bothers you. some of the content i mention is very sensitive.)

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i LOVE writing:

whumpee!roman

whumpee!logan

caretaker!janus

caretaker!remus

caretaker!virgil

whumper!patton

emotional/verbal abuse

physical abuse

familial abuse

religious trauma

pet whump

whumpee turned caretaker

caretaker turned whumpee

caretaker turned whumper

small whumper and large whumpee

medieval whump

canonverse whump

non-canonverse whump

ropes/chains

stress positions

inhumane punishments (especially when they have significant meanings in the story)

sunshine character who is secretly the whumper

whumpers who genuinely think they're doing the right thing

whumpees who are bad people

caretakers who don't know how to be a caretaker/bad caretaker

unreliable narrator

eating disorders

humiliation

age gaps (as long as they're painted in a bad light)

whumpees of marginalized communities (poc, lgbtq+ besides gay cis white men, disabled, fat, jewish, etc.) because there is NOT ENOUGH OF THAT IN THE WHUMP COMMUNITY. i get it's tricky territory and you have to be careful with it, but why are little white guys the only ones getting rescued and taken care of?

descriptive fics

multi-chapter fics

one-shots

drabbles

bullet fics

songfics

scriptfics

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i WILL write:

blood/gore

whumpee turned whumper

whumper turned whumpee

suicidal thoughts/ideation

sa/noncon

prostitution

boxboy (though i don't have much experience, so i will be learning as i go!)

whumpee!virgil

whumpee!janus

whumpee!remus

caretaker!roman

caretaker!logan

whumper!virgil

whumper!remus

whumper!janus

whumper!logan

lady whump (it's not my favorite but i'll do it)

delusions

sick whump

emento

wilderness whump

child whump

children whumping children

whump with remy/sleep, c!thomas, and emile picani (i'll write them as any role, whumpee/whumper/caretaker)

whumpee x caretaker (as long as it's not codependent)

toxic whumpee x whumper (where it's clear that the relationship is not a good one)

whumpee x whumpee

courtroom scenes

major character death

unhappy endings

happy endings

bittersweet endings

whump themes/ideas/characters/tropes i WILL NOT write:

whumpee!patton

caretaker!patton

whumper!roman

tiny whump (just not my thing)

fem side x masc side (especially when the whumpee is the fem side)

any whump involving thomas sanders (like the real person) or any of his friends.

anything relating to bodily waste

detailed descriptions of needles (it just freaks me out lol)

feel free to send in an ask requesting anything you want me to write or react to, as long as it's not in the "will not write" category. if you don't see what you want listed anywhere, just assume that i will write it! there isn't a lot that i don't do, but i will not negotiate with the boundaries i have, so please don't try to convince me!

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whumpacabra · 6 months

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Yes yes we all know about about codependent whumpees and caretakers, but what about codependent whumpees and whumpers?

I hate you, I fear you, but you’re the only one I trust to hurt me without killing me. I hate you, I hurt you, but you’re the only one I trust to tell my secrets. The devil I know is better than the devil I don’t, so I’ll stay with the familiar instead of risking worse. I can’t cope without you here to prove I have control over something in my life.

It scares me how much I don’t want you to die (how much I don’t want you to leave me alone).

#whump #whump tropes #codependency #power dynamics #toxic relationship #it’s not yandere that has a certain flavor of one sided obsession. these two are both well aware #of how fucked it is that they both prefer their current arrangement to any other alternative #it’s about the mutual fear of abandonment and isolation with one person using their power over the other to both self soothe by exerting #control while the other is uncomfortably content to recognize that they prefer not having to worry about the fact that they have no control #it’s about messiness and blurred lines and devotion to the point of self destruction #*slaps bear and cortazar* these fuckers are so fucked up that separating them would actually be worse for them and for us

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mastermasterlist1p1 · 4 months

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Stuff i like

Anyone has some good stories without the smut? I don't care about the fandom

Whump :

[tw choking, manhandling, captivity, stockholm syndrome, masochistic whumpee]

Vampire x human whumpee (A centuries old vampire takes in a mortal bloodbag as a gift from his maker. )

some Stockholm

what's best

giving information

Two Weeks of Whump Masterpost

The Scry Masterlist

Clove Masterlist

The Scry

🩸 Kane & Jim Masterlist🩸

Blood catalase

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old bones

The Promise

White moves first pt.1 pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 pt.5

Bruises

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JJK :

Yuuta x reader (basically yuuta is like a yandere but reader is okay with it, literally the best one I've read I LOVE IT)

Haunted (toji x reader)

synopsis in which satoru really needed to start reading the gc more often. solves a lot.

tell me about love (show me how) | gojo satoru

❝ 𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐄𝐌𝐎 𝐁𝐎𝐘! ❞

❝ PROF. GETO'S CLASS IS SO HARD, BUT HE'S SO HOT!! ❞. Pt.2

AURORA BOREALIS GREEN

Bad Habit (hitman!tōji fushiguro x reader | 17k) (this THIS 😻😻😻)

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Hero, villain and stuff :

Protective ( villain x villain stuff, Supervillain swoops in to help them out of their misery )

Hero x villain (hero has wings and she's basically a monster)

Some romantic hero x villain 😏

Hero x medic

Bodily Responses

"I love you."

Hero got amnesia

Mutually Assured Destruction (DAAMAMMMNNNNN EVERYONE NEEDS TO READ IT)

Hero has amnesia from an injury Villain caused. Guilty, Villain took them in until their memory returns

A Good Roommate Is Hard To Find pt.2 pt.3 pt.4

Kidnapped by the Boss pt.6

First meeting (dork villain and hero)

Sweet dreams : pt.1 pt.10

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Masterlists :

@treasuringizu masterlist

Watercolorfreckles masterlist

Masterlist of oddsconvert (whumpee stuff)

Masterlist of thepenultimatword

Jazz's Master List

Neptunsopening

arealphrooblem masterlist

im-a-wonderling's masterlist

treasuringizu's masterlist

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Mixte1963 :

Joseph Descamps x Michel pt.2 pt.3 (it's on Ao3 ) A Mixte 1963/Voltaire High fanfiction about Michèle Magnan and Joseph Descamps

Joseph Descamps x reader

I don't know

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BNHA :

Deku × reader (ok so deku is a pro hero famous and stuff but he's lonely and needs a partner, meets reader and decides to date her but reader is a thief. I won't die peacefully unless there's a pt 2)

Katsuki x reader (divorced, it's Christmas)

He hadn't meant to fall in love. (Katsuki x reader)

Shigaraki being touched starved

Love like a ghost (shigaraki x reader)

Yandere Vampire!Shoto x Human!reader

Touya x reader

vitality : pt.1

Accidental Boyfriend (tomura x reader)

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Denji with a Codependent gf!

Some stuff I didn't read yet

Hmm1

Hmm2

"creature of myth."

#masterlist #joseph descamps #tomura x reader #shigaraki x reader #whump #villain x civilian #hero x villain

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prpfs · 4 months

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🥩🖤🕊️ 22 / she/it/any

looking for some dead dove plots that specifically revolve around cannibalism being a metaphor for love !!

romance has always been my preferred genre of writing, but my favorite roleplays will always delve a bit into taboo topics like stalker/stalked, whumpee/whumper, two equally codependent individuals, etc. we can discuss more in dms, but i’d prefer characters that weren’t created on the spot and have some meat (har har) to their backstory.

the basic plot could be something where my character is goading your character into becoming a cannibal. manipulation. toxicity. you understand.

the other idea i thought about was something like bones and all, where our two characters are both pre-established cannibals that have to navigate life through their hunger. aww.

i don’t have a preference on the type of pairing as i’m comfortable with fxf, mxm, and mxf. i have ocs for any kind of pairing, but all i ask is that your character is a switch or dom-aligned as i cannot work with only submissive characters love and hearts forever.

you can interact with this post, but please make sure to reply back if i reach out due to shadowbanning. you can also reach out to @malevolenter on here ^_^. please be 20+.

like if you're interested and op will get back to you

#oc rp #ocxoc rp #oc roleplay #original rp #fandomless rp #1x1 rp #dead dove

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seasaltandcopper · 2 years

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man, I would love to see more toxic/unhealthy/abusive ships in the whump community that aren’t just black and white. like, give me relationships that are messy. give me ones that start out consensual, happy even, and gradually go downhill

give me toxic codependency, give me mutual destruction, give me manipulation and gaslighting, and give me the frog in the boiling water with a whumpee who either doesn't realize or realizes to late that this isn't actually what they want but by the time they want out whumper has their claws in so deep it's nearly impossible

just, overall, give me more nuance. give me gray areas, and antiheroes, or straight up villain protagonists. sweet, meek, good-guy whumpees and ones totally brainwashed to be obedient and 'love' their whumpers are fine, but I would love to see more of the messy side of bad relationships trotted out

give me whumpees who come out the other side meaner, angrier, carrying bad habits they picked up from their whumpers, give them things to unlearn, to struggle with. give me survivors who fought tooth and nail and did what they had to do to get out, but carry guilt because does doing something to survive justify the hurt they caused?

hell, give me survivors who walked into bad things willingly, who made a deal with the devil, who know that the world isn't going to forgive them for the shit they did just because they suffered for it too

idk I just want to see more fucked up little guys do their fucked up little things in ways that aren’t always simple or clean or black or white

also I want more horror-whump but that's neither here nor there

#salt the earth behind you #also in case it might come off this way this isn't shade on anyone who likes other stuff #or writes it #I read and enjoy that stuff too #i've just been in a mood lately and am craving more stories that dig into the nitty gritty #honestly this is just making me want to start a new project LOL #maybe some kind of supernatural horror psychological thing #hmm #if you guys have recs for this kind of stuff on here too much askbox is always open #*my #I can think of a few writers who poke at this kind of content #but I'm always looking for more stuff to read #btw this is okay to reblog I just didn't want to put it in the main tags #bc it's mostly just me rambling #breadcrumbs

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