Red Roses for the Reaper

This is really interesting, because depending on how unusual the word is, if Whumper’s dead, then how will Caretaker ever figure it out? Presumably hearing the word on TV/radio wouldn’t count, though I wonder how specific Whumper was with “speech.” Did they only count verbal communication, or did “speech” mean any communication of any kind? If the former, then I imagine Whumpee eventually getting frustrated enough to write it down or if they can’t read/write, then attempt to draw a picture that would get Caretaker to say the word. If it’s the latter though, maybe years go by before Caretaker randomly says the word, and Whumpee starts talking finally. And if Caretaker doesn’t ask the right questions or if Whumpee isn’t allowed to explain about the word, then maybe Whumpee goes silent again and it’s months or more before Caretaker says the word again.

Choose your story's most important setting. Write its history as if the location itself remembers every person who has ever lived there.

But Whumper occasionally hurts Caretaker anyway, even when Whumpee has done everything they asked, just to prove to Whumpee that they’ll never be good enough.

They meet Caretaker, whose wings are also dull/damaged in some way, though from a completely different cause. But that similarity is what allows Whumpee to start getting close to someone for the first time since their escape/rescue from Whumper. Caretaker is still confident despite the appearance of their wings, and shows Whumpee that they don’t have to be perfect (in appearance or otherwise) to have value.

Eventual Demon Caretaker😈

Or the character’s life was so horrible that their “happiest” is still really depressing to outsiders, but the character just can’t understand why people are pitying them because everything is so good now.

Accurate. One of my favorite fanfics was written in French, which I can’t read, and I could only read the fic because my browser was able to translate the page.

What if whumper finds their blog? And comments on all their posts in a way that makes sure whumpee knows who they are, but nobody else can tell?

All of this is really good, but my personal favourite is when whumpee falls asleep in the weirdest, most absurd places or positions possible. And caretaker walks by and winds up staring because how can that be comfortable, yet whumpee looks at peace for the first time ever.

Damn. This is accurate to me, and I don’t know how to feel about that.

Not normally the biggest fan of prophecies, but damn, a prophecy that is just screams is something I’d love to read. So many different ways that could be interpreted, especially if the screams don’t have distinguishable words. 🤔