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Gimme the most heart wrenching Caretaker/Whumpee interaction you can think of, I have writers block 😭

tw: character death

caretaker holding a dying whumpee's hand and, knowing whumpee isn't going to make it out alive, gently saying in a comforting voice that they can let go now, and that the place they're going is so much warmer and no one is ever going to hurt them anymore. they don't have to be scared anymore.

one last gentle kiss on whumpee's forehead, then caretaker helps close whumpee's eyes for them as whumpee goes limp and lifeless in caretaker's arms.

#very good

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vampire caretaker feels like an absolute piece of shit for feeding off of human whumpee, even though human whumpee has expressed being fine with it several times. but caretaker still worries - that whumpee is only complying because they're afraid not to, or because they feel obligated to repay caretaker for saving them, that whumpee really isn't okay with being fed on and caretaker has become just as bad as whumper. they need to feed off whumpee to live, but god they hate themself for it every time

content: vampire caretaker, consensual biting, comfort

Whumpee dabbed away the blood from their neck with a paper towel, then gently applied some antiseptic cream. They couldn’t see their friend in the mirror, but they could just sense that their mood had plummeted again.

“Caretaker…” they sighed as they turned around. “Stop moping.”

Caretaker didn’t even look at them. “How can you say that? I just bit you.”

“Consensually. I agreed to be bitten.”

“How can you agree to something like that?” they snapped. “If I don’t drink, I’ll die! Neither of us get a real choice in this!”

Whumpee rolled their eyes. “Even if the only consequence was some mild discomfort, I’d still let you drink. Maybe even if there was no consequence at all.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I’m not a child. I can decide who to give my blood to.” They walked over to their dejected companion and cupped their face. “And I choose to give it to you, okay? Tonight, tomorrow night, all the nights I have left. Because you’re my friend and I love you dearly.” They let go and stepped away, grabbing the roll of bandages. “Now, come help me with this part.”

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Presumed Dead

This might be a niche interest but personally I love when a kidnapped character has been mia for months, maybe even a few years, to the point when everyone else in their life has basically run out of gas trying to find them. They've tried everything. No leads. The authorities have stopped searching, everyone has called it quits. They've all mourned and grieved and cried, but basically they've all started trying to pick up the pieces and move on with their lives.

Only for the bad guy who captured the kidnapped character to whip them out as the ace up their sleeve in a negotiation when their own back is up against the wall. And not even prefacing it with a "Would you like your friend back?" or a "What would you do if I told you X was still alive?" Just showing up to the negotiation with X in tow, bound and gagged and in what is clearly an agonizing amount of pain, but somehow they're still breathing, after all this time...

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What if I want whump but like. Comfort. Comfort whump. No no not fluff, I need the zing!! I need the fascination of an awful relationship but like. Comforting. Yes they kidnapped them but like... put them in a comfy bed. With the big floofy sheets and weighted blankets. Yes... yes... the head pats... No it's controlling I swear. They kidnapped them this is whump I promise they’re scared (they’re just also so content and warm)

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[RUINING THE LIVES OF PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT REAL] i am playing. With my touys

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oh my favorite trope? two people who go through something so unique and agonizing and entirely beyond words that they have no choice but to create a bond that transcends all other types of love, thus acting as the sole point of understanding for the other person in a world that cannot fathom what they’ve been through

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a soldier's spouse is given the worst surprise possible - an officer on their doorstep informing them that their spouse is dead.

they barely even give the officer time to give the whole "they served with honor" yadda yadda speech before they start lashing out in anger and grief. resentment too, because their spouse was drafted - they didn't want to go, but they were forced to anyways, and now they're dead. and now this prick is trying to make it sound like they made some honorable sacrifice rather than being shipped off to die against their will.

i just... really like grief making people angry.

content: lashing out, major character death, military setting

Whumpee had already known. Even before they stood up from the couch to rush to the door, even before they opened it, they'd already known. They'd known it would be that stupid fucking officer standing in their doorway instead of their beloved spouse.

"What is it?" they asked, their voice shaky and small. "What's going on?"

"Can I come in?" Honestly, Whumpee wanted to say no. They wanted to yell at them and tell them to fuck off, they'd stolen their spouse from them, where the fuck was their spouse?

"Of course," they said instead, stepping aside and motioning to the sofa. "Take a seat."

"Thank you."

"Anything to drink?" They felt like they were on autopilot, like the voice coming out of their mouth wasn't even their own. "Water, coffee..."

"No, thank you. Just take a seat, please. What I'm about to say will undoubtedly be... difficult to hear."

Whumpee's hands were shaking relentlessly. Their entire body was trembling in horrible anticipation. They knew. They already knew. "What's the matter?" they asked, a foolish part of them still hoping they wouldn't be told such horrific news.

"Your spouse passed away in our hospital just a couple hours ago," the officer said softly. "They had sustained a lethal injury on the battlefield, and we couldn't give them treatment fast enough. There was no time to call you in so you could say goodbye. I'm really sorry."

Whumpee could barely feel the tears trickling down their numb cheeks. "What?"

"They served with honour—"

"What the fuck did you just say? What do you mean they're dead? They can't be dead!" Whumpee stood up from their seat, yelling at the stupid fucking soldier that had played a part in killing their spouse. "They didn't even want to be there! You forced them to be there! And now you've killed them?"

"Mx, please—"

"You killed them!" they screamed. "You killed them! You took them away from me! How can you show your face here after you've done this?"

The officer stood up as well, still trying to diffuse the situation. "Mx, I assure you—"

"Don't assure me of anything! Get out! Get out of my house! Get out!"

The monster eventually had no choice but to oblige, still going on and on about an 'honourable death' even while they were walking towards the front door. Whumpee slammed it shut behind them so hard that the windows rattled.

Gone.

Their spouse was gone.

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@sowhumpshaped's post abt all their female OCs at a sleepover made me want to do the same thing with mine lol (though on my end, all my OCs are female lmfao)

most of my girls aren't very social, though. johanna would probably make the effort to get some interaction going, and, if ines is still human at this hypothetical sleepover, she's pretty chatty too. but if ines is a zombie here, then johanna's on her own lmfao.

nana and rainey are both shy around strangers at first, so it'd probably take at least a few hours before they stop hiding behind johanna and actually interact with the others. once they get going, though, they definitely bring some life to this party.

if ines is still human, she'd be chatting up a storm, like i said. viola wouldn't talk as much, but she'd add on to what ines says and be much more open to conversation. if ines is a zombie, she isn't capable of speech anymore, and viola simply clings to her arm and fixes everyone else with a wary stare.

(zombie ines is not hostile. she's just chilling.)

em has probably wedged herself in a corner somewhere with poe, her teddy bear. she hasn't been around more than 1 or 2 people at a time in over a decade, so she gets overwhelmed really easily. susie is probably looking for her, and just sitting with her until she calms down when she does.

they go back to the main room eventually, and though susie does most of the talking, em does actually say something every now and again. progress!

overall i don't really think they'd have that great of a time lmfao

#quick rundown bc i haven't actually posted abt a lot of these guys here before #nana and rainey are my pet whumpees. johanna is rainey's owner #ines is a docile zombie and viola is her girlfriend and caretaker. they were dating before ines was turned and viola refuses to leave her #em is an immortal test subject who's been subjected to The Horrors in the name of science for over a decade #susie is the lab assistant who eventually broke her out #mine

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who here likes lady whump? 

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diversity win. the dog is gay.

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"i think you guys will get along just fine." master said, his voice light and chipper. "johanna is a very nice woman, and rainey is a very sweet kitty. i think you'll love them."

nana listened silently as she trotted down the hall alongside master. they were on their way to her first playdate, with master's neighbor's pet. she was a little nervous, she had to admit. she'd never really interacted with other pets before, besides maybe her siblings back when she was a puppy. but that was so long ago, she didn't really remember it at all. so, for all intents and purposes, this was a completely new experience for her.

but, master seemed so sure that it would be good for her. that she'd do well with a friend. and she wanted to believe him.

the woman who answered the door was tall and lithe, almost as tall as master. she was johanna, according to master's introduction. she smiled at nana and knelt down to scratch behind her ears, so nana decided she liked her already.

"rainey is probably off in a corner somewhere." johanna said, with an apologetic smile. "she's a little shy. feel free to go look for her!"

so, look for her she did.

johanna's apartment was about the same size as master's, so there wasn't too much ground for her to cover. she was sniffing around the hallway when she saw it - a pair of eyes staring at her from the darkness inside the hallway closet.

she simply stared back for a few moments, unsure of what to do. then, she nudged the door open a bit more, letting a bit more light into the tiny space.

rainey - or at least nana assumed this was rainey - was a lot smaller than she expected. small enough to be curled up in the hallway closet and not look cramped. nana was almost envious, until she remembered that wedging herself into small, obscure spaces wasn't something she tended to do anymore.

but beyond her general size, there was a lot about rainey that made nana stop and pause. her wavy, chestnut brown hair and cute feline ears, her long, swishing tail, her pretty gold eyes staring back at nana with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. she felt like an idiot, just sitting and staring like that, but she just couldn't help herself.

rainey didn't move, simply continuing to stare silently. so, nana did the only thing she could think of - flopped onto her side and exposed her belly. a gesture of trust.

rainey blinked at her. then slowly, cautiously, slinked out of the closet. she sniffed at nana's hair and face, then sat back on her haunches, seemingly satisfied. her body language was much less tense, at least.

nana rolled back onto her hands and knees, tail wagging happily. she... didn't quite know what to do next, so she assumed she'd just let rainey take the lead.

and that seemed to work out for her. rainey took a few steps down the hall, then glanced back at nana, as if asking her to follow, which she eagerly did.

rainey led her into the apartment's laundry room. the washing and drying machines were stacked in one corner, while the rest of the room was clearly rainey's space. there was a soft and somewhat worn pet bed near the center of the room - right in the path of the beam of sunlight coming from the window high up on the wall. a mat with a water bowl was up against the far wall, along with a scratching post and a basket of toys.

nana looked around the room appreciatively. she glanced into the toy basket, finding small plush mice, feather toys, a rubber ball with a bell inside, and a ball of red yarn. she suddenly had an idea.

as careful as she could, she leaned down and gripped the handle of the feather toy between her teeth, and turned back towards rainey. the catgirl looked at her curiously.

nana shook the toy, making the little bells attached to it jingle, and rainey leapt into action, pupils dilating as she excitedly batted at the ball of feathers. she was so enthusiastic, in fact, that nana was having a bit of a hard time keeping up.

she was able to keep the toy out of rainey's reach for a little while, but she just wasn't as limber or spry as a cat, on top of her impaired eyesight, she just couldn't see or react in time to rainey jumping at the toy from her left. the two collided, sprawling out on the ground.

nana let go of the feather toy, panting, but oddly happy. rainey padded over to her and nudged against her face until she got back up, then ambled over to her bed and curled up near the front, with plenty of space behind her. she looked at nana expectantly.

nana felt like her brain short circuited for a moment. she, a bit hesitantly, walked over and settled in behind rainey. she felt sort of tense, unsure of herself again, but rainey was pressed against her and purring like a freight train, nuzzling against her neck and chin, and eventually she felt herself starting to relax.

she never really fully fell asleep, but she did doze off for a while. it was a hard not to, tired from playing and with a comfortingly warm body in her arms.

"...probably in here." she was roused back to semiconsciousness some time later by the sound of voices speaking. she heard the door open, and blearily cracked her single eye open seeing master and johanna in the doorway, peeking in at them.

"well... they're getting along just fine." master laughed softly.

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bonus:

rainey picrew

#this one feels sloppy but i wanted to get it out anyways #they're silly. literal puppy love #relationship is not that deep but does it have to be? they r pupy and kity that's all that matters #anyways. couldn't fit this in but rainey is like 4'11 to nana's 5'8. she's little #she's about the same age though #she's also shy at first bc she was the runt of her litter and her siblings picked on her when she was a kitten #but jokes on them johanna thought the tiny kitten was the cutest of them all #mine

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oh rayan and your part time caretaker part time whumpee swag. dw u have pupy now and she will make everything better

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even though she'd been half-asleep just moments prior, nana's ears perked up when she heard the front door opening. she blinked the remaining sleep out of her eye and sat up, wagging her tail and letting out a happy yip to greet her master.

except... something was wrong. he was sniffling and wiping his eyes, almost as if he'd been crying. her ears flattened and her tail lowered, worried.

"hi, nana." he said sullenly, sounding a bit congested. "sorry, i um... i didn't have a very good day at work today."

she frowned, scooting over on the couch so he could flop down beside her. he just stared up at the ceiling for a good few moments, until she climbed over and laid across his lap, staring up at him with a single worried eye.

"it wasn't," he sniffed, "it wasn't that big of a deal. people get mad sometimes." he ran his thumb over her right ear. "i... i wish they weren't so mean about it, though."

well, she could certainly understand that. she leaned into his touch, nuzzling against his hand and prompting him to go on.

"it wasn't even about me, really." he sighed. "people were just mad about the wait time, or- or that their food took longer than they wanted. neither of those are my fault, but... it still hurts."

master didn't say anything for a few minutes. he just sat there, petting her hair and seemingly contemplating something. she grunted softly as she sat up, joints a little stiff from not moving for a while, and gave him a proper hug, like she'd seen humans do for each other when they were sad.

it seemed to work, considering his reaction. he froze for a moment, before quickly returning the hug, starting to sniffle quietly again.

"i'm... i'm really glad you're here." he said. "you- you know, before i brought you home, i was always alone after a bad day. and it- it just made me feel worse. i'd call my parents, sometimes, but..." he squeezed her tight. "i'd still be alone."

he pulled back slightly and gave her a watery smile. "but now i'm not." he laughed a little. "now i've got the best doggy in the world, isn't that right?"

she couldn't help but wag her tail at the praise, giving him another happy yip in response. he ruffled her hair, grinning at how the strands stuck up all over the place once he pulled his hand away.

"alright, come on." he said. "time for walkies!"

and he couldn't help but laugh at how quickly she leapt out of his lap and darted over to her leash on the counter, his troubles forgotten, at least for a moment.

#they're so good for each other guys 🥺 #this is what i'm choosing to believe is canon after the stray 'run away' ending /hj #short and sweet again bc i'm winding up for the next entry: diversity win the dog is gay #yes i like that joke too much no i will not stop saying it #anyways. i remember smth on zi's blog abt ppl being mean to rayan at work and had an Idea that's basically all this is #mine

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hi hi!! I loved reading Stray so so much, it was so good and I liked all the endings :]] I was wondering, in the version where we go on the run and find pet lib, does Rayan ever get a license and adopt a different pet?

yes 100%! its his lifes dream! and he probably lives happy with it ever after. the pet loves him and he loves the pet :)

im glad u enjoyed :D

#:) #lol

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short little fluff to recover from the last one lol

rayan belongs to @sowhumpshaped, as always

rayan woke up to the sound of raindrops pelting against his window.

groggy, he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and glanced through the curtains. the dreary atmosphere made him want to roll over and go back to sleep, but he sighed and made himself get up anyways.

nana was curled up in her bed, snoozing away. he smiled and ruffled her hair. she snuffled and twitched a little, but ultimately stayed asleep. he didn't mind letting her rest a little longer, she usually got up and joined him once she smelled breakfast.

but... she didn't, this time. he'd fixed both of their plates and put all the ingredients and cookware away, and she still hadn't come out.

slightly concerned, he returned to his room, plates in hand. she was still asleep, drooling a little onto her stuffed frog's soft fur.

"nana," he said gently, setting the plates to the side and scratching behind her left ear, "it's time to wake up."

she blinked awake, her single eye looking blearily up at him. her brow pinched as she seemed to struggle to sit up. he frowned.

"not feeling good?" he asked. she nodded. "sick?" she shook her head.

it was then that it occurred to him, glancing at the pouring rain outside.

"oh." he said. "you get all achy when it rains, huh?"

she nodded miserably, nuzzling against his hand. he tutted under his breath.

"awh, i'm sorry." he said, continuing to gently pet her hair. "we can just have a lazy day, okay? once you're done with your breakfast, we can go hang out on the couch and watch movies. would you like that?"

she nodded again, a little smile gracing her lips.

she took a little longer than usual to finish her food, but he didn't mind at all. the two of them went out into the living room, and she got up on the couch with him, with a bit of assistance. she heaved an adorably content sigh as she got settled with her head in his lap, his hand idly trailing through her hair as he picked the first movie that seemed interesting to him off netflix.

he smiled as he caught her shortened tail wagging out of the corner of his eye. it had healed up nicely, and now she didn't have to worry about it hurting almost at all anymore.

as nana sort of half watched the movie and half dozed off, he was googling pet-safe pain medications on his phone. he may not have been able to prevent all her aches and pains, but he could stop them from being so disabling, and there was little he wouldn't do to make his precious companion a bit more comfortable.

#they're so 🥹🥹🥹 #i don't have much commentary here tbh i just thought this idea was cute #mine

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some nana backstory ✌️ nothing but suffering this time lol

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nana liked the hallway closet.

it was cramped, and dark, and smelled kinda musty, but if she put down an old blanket and curled up real small, it was sorta comfortable, and it was her home.

master didn't like it when she was in his way, and the hallway closet was the most out-of-the-way place she could think of. he left her alone when she was in there, so she figured she chose well.

she whimpered softly as her injured tail brushed up against the wall of the tiny space. the throbbing ache hadn't gone away for weeks, and she had started to resign herself to the possibility that it never would. the rest of her ached too, most of the time, but this was different.

nana had been born a little under twenty years ago, in the home of an unregistered pet breeder. she'd been taken from her mother from almost the moment she could survive without her, and handed off to the first person who'd forked over the money for a puppy.

she'd been maybe three years old then, scared and confused, in a crate in the backseat of a stranger's car. she'd started to cry, missing her mother and her siblings and even the breeder who'd sold her off, until her supposed new owner shouted at her to shut up. trembling with fear, she'd clamped her mouth shut and cried in silence for the rest of the trip.

once they'd arrived at her new owner's house, it was revealed that she was meant to be a birthday present for their daughter. but she was so overwhelmed by all the people crowding around, the blaring music and colorful decorations and strong smell of food, that she cowered and urinated on the floor out of pure terror when the couple's daughter tried to reach for her. which was clearly not the reaction they wanted.

she got used to her new home, with time. but the first impression stuck, and the little girl she was meant to be a present for didn't seem to have as much interest in her as her parents had hoped. that, along with the parents themselves becoming annoyed by how much more work it took to care for her compared to a normal puppy, led to them putting her back up for sale after only two years.

her next owner trained guard dogs, and bought her in the hopes that a dog and human hybrid would give better results. she disappointed him. greatly.

her first kick in the ribs came when he caught her playing with a duckling by a nearby pond. she'd been tied to a post in his backyard - to get her used to being outside for long periods of time - but the lead was just long enough for her to get close to the ducklings. she'd been trotting around with one on her head when her owner came back outside, and gotten an earful and a boot-shaped bruise for her trouble.

he'd kept her for a long time, hoping that maybe as she got older she'd get more aggressive, even taken to starving and beating her to try and provoke her to attack, but it never worked. she just felt weak and achy, and became even more docile in the hopes that it would stop.

once she hit seventeen, after twelve years of trying and failing miserably to turn her into the perfect attack dog, her owner finally gave up and sold her to her current master.

she was around nineteen years old, now. at least, she was pretty sure. master didn't celebrate or even acknowledge her birthday, so she wasn't entirely sure if it had passed or not.

"DOG!" she heard her master shout. she whined and curled up even smaller. he sounded angry.

she could hear his footsteps stomping down the hall, and squeezed her eyes shut, like he would just go away if she didn't look.

she felt the whoosh of the door being wrenched open, and then she was being yanked out of her tiny sanctuary by the arm and roughly tossed against the wall.

she yelped in pain at the impact, cowering with her ears pinned back as he loomed over her.

"the fuck are you hiding for?!" he shouted. he reeked of alcohol, which only made her suppress a whimper as she hunched to make herself look even smaller.

he kicked the wall right next to her head making her frantically scramble back and cry out in terror, huddling as close to the ground as she could, ears back and tail tucked, trying to look as docile and submissive as possible. his kick left a hole in the wall, which only served to make him angrier.

"fuck, now look what you made me do!" he bellowed, and he made sure his next kick didn't miss.

she felt her nose crunch against the toe of his shoe, blood spewing onto the vinyl floors. she didn't even fully register the next few minutes, just a barrage of pain and fear. she didn't even notice when he stopped at first, curled up in a ball trying to protect her vitals, bruised and bloody and trembling. only once she dared to lift her head again did she notice that she was alone.

the carpet was stained with her blood - something he'd probably yell at her about later - and every movement was agony, but she needed to get back to the closet. she needed to be out of the way.

so, she forced herself up on her hands and knees, even if the bruised limbs shook under her, and dragged herself back to her little nest. blood kept dribbling from her nose into her mouth, and she'd hate to stain the blankets, but she couldn't get it to stop.

she wasn't even entirely sure when she fell asleep. just that she laid there, panting and dazed, until her consciousness tapped out.

#her whole life is ruled by fear :) it's the only thing she's ever known :) #her first owners may not have physically abused her but they were neglectful and yelled at her for being a 'nuisance' a lot #until rayan adopted her the only person who's ever loved nana was her mother and nana doesn't even remember her anymore at this point #she'd just been very very unlucky until then #also - her previous master literally had to make her think her life was genuinely in danger to make her bite #so he could 'train' it out of her #mine

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okay but hypersomnia in whump

listen i know exhaustion/insomnia is common and it's also delicious but just hear me out ok?

whumpee who, even after getting out, can't stay awake for more than 15 minutes. even when they are awake, they're tired and drowsy.

and it's so *frustrating* for everyone involved. caretaker leaves them alone for five minutes and they're back asleep. at the table, on the couch, even on the floor, and it takes time and effort to get them awake enough to do anything, and they're likely to be asleep soon again anyway.

it's hard to get anything meaningful done towards recovery because whumpee is just so tired. maybe they're endlessly frustrated that they can't just stay awake, or maybe they use it as a coping mechanism. being awake is too cold and loud and busy, so they'll try to just sleep the world away.

it's hard to have meaningful conversations with them. caretaker and teammates struggle to try and reconnect with whumpee because they're just always asleep. and it's frustrating because whumpee is *trying* to stay awake, or maybe they're not.

caffeine just prevents the sleeping part without really fixing the waking part. they can't sleep but they're still too tired to do anything.

just imagine..

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OK LAST ONE FOR NOW. MAYBE. DEFINITELY NOT FOR GOOD THO LOL I WILL ALMOST CERTAINLY WRITE MORE EVENTUALLY

as always, rayan belongs to @sowhumpshaped

rayan felt horrible.

nana had only been with him for a few days when he noticed that her tail was bothering her. a little glint of pain in her eye whenever it wagged, she way she took great care not to sit or lay on it, and, most recently, how she yelped and flinched away when he, idly fidgeting with her tail while sitting on the couch, brushed his fingers over the unnatural bend near the middle.

he'd wanted to give her at least a week to settle in before taking her to the vet for a check-up, but he also wasn't just going to sit there and let her suffer when she was clearly in pain.

so, off to the vet they went. nana really didn't like it there, she shook like a leaf and stayed glued to his leg for their entire time in the waiting room, and once she was up on the examination table, he had to be at least holding her hand for her to stay somewhat calm.

even the vet winced once her x-rays appeared onscreen.

"oh yeah, no wonder she's in pain." the vet grimaced. "this is a really bad break, the bone is completely shattered around where that bend is." he said, pointing on the screen to what he was talking about.

"this kind of injury... the most likely cause is crushing." the vet glanced at nana's papers and pursed his lips. "repeated impacts. like being stomped on, perhaps."

rayan felt sick. he could tell, from the look in nana's eye and the way she curled further into herself, that the vet's assumption was correct. he trailed a comforting hand across her scalp and pressed a little kiss to the crown of her head.

the vet continued. "either way, for a break this severe, there really isn't much we can do to fix it. your best option is to amputate."

nana went stiff as a board. rayan felt her breathing quicken as she started to whimper under her breath. her loose grip on his shirt turned into an iron vice and she looked up at him with a fearful, pleading gaze.

he continued to scratch at her scalp and behind her ears, soothing and gentle, but internally he was just as frazzled as she was. he was expecting the worst case scenario to be needing to re-break a badly healed bone, not amputating most of her tail.

"can... can we have some time to think about it, please?" he said, wanting to at least get nana out of the examination room and hopefully calm her down.

the vet nodded. "of course. you know how to make an appointment, once your decision has been made."

it took hours for nana to calm down fully. once they returned home, she immediately retreated to her bed, curling up under the blanket like it would hide her from the world. rayan sat beside her, nearly lost for words.

"... i'm so sorry, nana." he said, resting his hand, palm-up, on the edge of her bed. her shaking hand reached out from under the blanket and gripped it tight. "this isn't fair, you shouldn't have to deal with this at all."

he sighed. "... but... your tail's just gonna hurt forever if we don't do anything. and it might even get worse." he squeezed her hand. "getting it amputated is scary, but it's the only option we have."

he felt horrible, trying to convince her like this. he knew that if he was in her position, he'd be just as terrified and reluctant to have a part of him cut off. but, he also knew that, for her health, it needed to be done.

and when he looked over and saw her peering out at him from under the blanket, her eye hesitant but trusting, he knew that she understood too.

nana was a nervous wreck on the day of her surgery. even though he could tell she was trying to be brave, the vet informed him that she wet herself out of fear the moment she was in the prep room, completely separated from him.

but it was finally over. the amputation had been performed with no complications, and now nana was at home - short half a tail and loopy from the meds they'd given her, but no longer suffering from a painful shattered bone.

she was napping at the moment, her head in his lap as he absently pet her hair. he frowned at the bandaged end of her newly shortened tail. it was the right decision, he knew that, but... it was just so unfair. for her to lose most of her tail just because some jackass decided it'd be funny to stomp on it... it made him angry.

angry that such a monster could get a pet license, angry that they'd been so cruel to a pet as sweet and loving as nana, angry that they even existed. it made him so angry that he felt like he could just- !

nana stirred in his lap, mumbling something unintelligible and snuggling further into him. right, he needed to calm down. all of that was in the past now. right now, she was safe and comfortable and happy with him, and that was all that mattered.

#I CAN'T STOP HELP ME #anyways! yeag. #nana wagging her tail so hard it audibly thumped against the wall last time was extraordinarily painful. btw. #but she was just so happy in the moment that she didn't care :') #this is as angsty as this series is gonna get tbh i mostly just wanna write fluff lol #also rayan is usually kind of a pushover but i feel like genuine pet abuse would really rile him up #he's wanted a pet so badly for so long it disgusts him that someone would get one just to mistreat it #also he already pampers nana but while she's healing he turns it up to 11 lol #world's most loved pet #also i don't know how broken bones or vet surgeries work so if i'm wrong abt smth. uh. in this universe no i'm not. #mine

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here's more, sorry i'm obsessed lol

rayan belongs to @sowhumpshaped (even though he's never referred to by name here LMFAO)

nana loved everything about her new home.

it wasn't as big as her previous master's, but that hardly mattered to her at all. she wasn't allowed in most of that house anyways. but here, her new master had told her she could go wherever she wanted, just to knock first if the door was closed.

her new collar and tag jingled slightly as she wandered around, carefully exploring. their quick trip to the pet store had been scary and stressful for her - so many other pets and people, so many sounds and smells and eye-grabbing colors - but master had gently insisted on buying her a new collar, especially once he saw how raw and chafed her neck was under the too-tight leather.

her new collar was lime green and made of polyester, and sat around her neck loosely enough to not chafe, but tight enough to not come off. her new tag was shaped like a bone, with her name on the front and her master's name and phone number on the back. even something as small as that made her feel warm inside. her old master had never bothered putting any contact information on her tag, claiming that if she somehow got away, he wouldn't want her back anyways.

as both an apology for the ordeal and a reward for being such a good girl, master took her to pick out a new toy once they'd gotten her collar. she'd been a little overwhelmed at first, faced with an entire aisle of possible selections. she'd never had a toy before. but master assured her that she had all the time in the world to decide, and after a few minutes of pacing back and forth through the aisle, she returned to his side with a stuffed frog between her teeth. it was soft but firm, well-stuffed, and she liked the green.

"nana!" master called from another room, snapping her back to the present. "would you come here please?"

she obeyed, following the sound of his voice into the apartment's single bedroom. there, she found him kneeling and adjusting... something, she couldn't quite tell yet, over in the corner of the room.

"surprise!" he said happily, moving out of the way. in the corner of his bedroom, he'd rigged up a sheet to form a little canopy, and beneath the little sheet-tent was a soft, plush looking pet bed, with an equally as soft looking blanket draped over one half, and her stuffed frog sitting on the other. "it's your bed!"

she blinked, awestruck. her bed? this was all for her? she gingerly stepped forward, until she was close enough to climb into the bed, curling up with her frog in her arms and pulling the blanket over herself. peering out through the gap in the tent, her back to the wall and surrounded by a cocoon of warmth and softness, she felt her nose starting to burn and her single eye filling with tears.

she'd never felt so safe and loved before, and found herself overwhelmed by the onslaught of emotion. this is what she'd needed, all her life, this is all she'd ever wanted.

"do you like it?" master asked, peeking into the tent. he seemed saddened, but not surprised to see her crying. "oh, sweetheart," he soothed, "it's okay. no one's ever gonna hurt you again. it's only gonna be pets and treats and toys and soft beds from here on out, okay?"

his kind words only made her cry harder, but she eagerly nuzzled into his hand when he moved to pet her hair, hoping to convey the depth of the love and gratitude she already felt. she might have been weeping, but her tail was wagging so hard it had started to audibly thump against the wall behind her.

the two of them just sat there for a while while she cried, and master didn't stop petting or reassuring her for a single moment until she finally settled down, snuggling further into her soft bed as it finally hit her just how drained she was from the day's events.

"oh!" master suddenly exclaimed. "you must be hungry, it's almost dinnertime." he moved to get up and gave her one more parting scratch behind the ear. "i'm gonna go cook, you just settle in some more. or you can take a nap if you want, you look tired." he smiled. "i'll wake you up when it's time to eat, okay?"

nana simply nodded, huffing contently and burying her face into the soft fabric of her stuffed frog. she distantly registered master pulling her blanket more securely around her, before she was out like a light.

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bonus

nana's frog:

#HI LMFAO. AGAIN. #in nana's head this time!! i like writing from her perspective #she's very. simple minded? but not in a bad way #i think i described it best in the tags of the first one by just saying 'shes pupy' that pretty much nails it actually #very glad she ended up with rayan. bc she wants to be loved so badly that if another abusive owner got their hands on her again #she would do approximately nothing about it and continue desperately seeking their approval anyways #this is literally the best way things could have gone for her #also i feel like rayan would go all out for his pet. building that whole little canopy for them bc he's just so excited to finally have one #he is going to pamper the shit out of her lmfao #mine