writing my little scenarios

hi! i'm remaking my blog again so I thought i'd make a new intro post

you can call me callisto, and this is my writing blog. i'll share my original writing as well as occasionally fandom writing.

writing requests are open! feel free to send in ideas

some tropes/topics i enjoy are:

whump and hurt/comfort

found family

one's past haunting them

characters that haunt the narrative

complex magic systems/worldbuilding

masterlist of masterlists: here

important tags

callisto.txt - all posts by me

callisto writes - original writing posts

that is, until one day, they get a knock on the door. they expect it to be one of their friends, who said they were coming round later that day. whumpee didn't expect them to be this early, but they didn't mind. they opened the door, expecting to see their friend. instead, they look straight into the eyes of whumper.

Prompt: forced to hurt another

Whumper led Teammate into the room where Whumpee was being held.

'Here they are,' Whumper said. 'They've been particularly defiant as of late. But I know exactly how to get them to talk.'

They turned around to face Teammate, brandishing a knife.

'I'll be needing your help for this, Teammate. Make them scream.'

'No!' Whumpee cried. 'Don't do it, Teammate, they just want to use you!'

Teammate hesitated, but before they could speak, Whumper piped up again.

'Oh Teammate, don't listen to them. You don't have a choice.' They pushed the knife into Teammate's hands. 'Hurt them. That's an order.'

Alt Prompt: Environmental whump

Thinking about a character caught in a storm.

The winds whips at their body, freezing cold. The rain lashes at them, soaking their clothes. Maybe they're curled up somewhere, desperate for warmth, any warmth, unable to stop shivering. They couldn't find proper shelter in time, so this was all they had to make do with. They jump at the sound of rolling thunder, so close it was practically on top of them.

Prompt: Survivor

The guilt that comes with being the sole survivor of a mission gone wrong.

A character who mourns their teammates, wishing that they'd done something to save them.

A character that blames themself for what happened, believing they're at fault for their teammates' deaths.

A character who's terrified when they go out on a mission with new teammates, making sure no one gets hurt. They can't lose anyone else.

A character who refuses to take up new missions or new teammates. They fear this new team will end up like their old team, and they don't want anyone else to die.

Prompt: Blood Stains

The first thing caretaker noticed when they got home were the blood stains on the floor. What had happened? Whumpee would be home now, but were they hurt?

Caretaker followed the trail of blood stains up to the bathroom door, which was closed.

'Whumpee, you in there?'

Only a muffled sound came back as a reply. Caretaker tried the door handle. Luckily, it was unlocked. They opened the door, to see Whumpee sat slumped against the bathtub, their shirt drenched in blood.

'Shit, are you okay?' Caretaker asked. They knelt down beside Whumpee, trying to lift their stained shirt.

'Got stabbed,' Whumpee muttered, limply trying to push Caretaker's hands away. Caretaker held Whumpee's hands, pressing them down the their wounds, which were difficult to see from the amount of blood.

Prompt: Ghost

Whumpee who doesn't know they're dead.

They're a restless spirit, haunting the place they were captured. They can never leave. They don't understand why no one reacts when they try and talk, or why people don't understand it's them when they throw something to get a reaction.

Prompt: old injury

Injuries that never healed correctly. Injuries that continue to ache for months after they were supposed to heal.

Maybe Whumpee couldn't risk getting proper medical attention, so they had to resort to field medicine.

Maybe their old injury flares up during a mission, causing them to be visibly in pain, much to the worry of their team.

Maybe their team didn't know about Whumpee's injury until it flares up, and they have to come clean about what happened to them.

Prompt: 'I like you better broken'

Whumpee couldn't remember how long they'd been captive for. They could remember their life before capitivity, either. They'd long since stopped fighting back whenever Whumper entered the room, all they could do was go limp and take whatever torture was coming.

'I like you better broken,' Whumper said one day, their hand coming to rest on Whumpee's cheek. 'I remember when you used to fight back; you were so eager to escape. But now, you're broken. It makes this all so much easier, don't you think?'