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Hello all my lovelies. I have missed you all. And I have missed writing terribly so. Thank you for bearing with me over this year (holy shit it's been a year) of a nightmare hell scape. I am nowhere near where I want to be, but I'm holding onto hope that things are sort of on the up and up (ok, very delulu but I need it right now lol) and I'm going to try and start posting again. Slowly. I definitely can't do my two or three a day any time soon. I will be answering the asks, I promise.

I had this big elaborate plan to post a new story (that was only 9 parts lol) that I had completely finished for May 1, but I'm 45k words into planning and world building and I've realized it's definitely more than a 9 part lil story. So, if anyone wants to get snippets of that or be a beta reader for that, lemme know lol.

I'm going to be really slow with what I do post, and I'm sorry about that. I'm operating on negative spoons and at this point my luck is running out of being able to pull that off. But I miss writing. It makes my mood so much worse when I can't be creative. All of this is to say I miss you. I miss writing. And if you've made it this far, you are amazing! And I so appreciate you.

And to all of you who kept checking on me, I appreciate you to know end. You don't know me, and yet you cared enough to check in. That can't be said of all the people who know me irl and I just want you to know I see you and appreciate you so much.

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Hello, Anon! Absolutely! I planned four parts out, so you are all good! This is the final part. Please enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Warnings: referenced captivity, referenced torture, referenced drowning, bruises, restraints, hurt/aftermath, hurt/recovery

"Remember, we can leave at any time," Caretaker said as they sat down next to Whumpee at the table in the private visitation room at the jail Whumper was being held at. "I don't need any information from them if it's going to hurt you."

Whumpee nodded, jumping as the door swung open. "I told you, I've nothing to say to you, Careta--" Whumper's nasal drawl came as they walked in, freezing as they saw Whumpee.

"Hello, Whumper," Whumpee said flatly.

"I want to leave," Whumper said to the guard. They turned to try and leave.

"You have to answer their questions first. Before they leave." The guard stood in front of the door.

"Sit, Whumper," Whumpee gestured at the seat across from them. "We have a lot to talk about."

Whumper sat down slowly, their eyes narrowing. "This is a trap."

"You're in custody. We've got you for the murders of ten people, Whumper. You're not getting out of this. You confessed. How could this possibly be a trap?" Caretaker rolled their eyes. The absolute gall of Whumper.

"Are there others?" Whumpee asked quietly.

"No."

"Just the eleven of us, then."

"I didn't murder you, you don't get to count yourself as one of mine."

"You did murder me. Four times. You drowned me! You brought me back to drown me again! You beat me until I passed out. You broke my bones. You ruined my life! I get to count myself as one of them. But we don't belong to you!" Whumpee raged at Whumper.

"Why?" They shouted.

"Why what?" Whumper sneered.

"Why did you take them? Was it because I wasn't satisfying you anymore? Was it because I wanted free? Was it because I rejected you? Was it because you couldn't kill me?"

Whumper didn't respond. They merely glowered at Whumpee.

Whumpee nodded. "That's what I thought. You're nothing but a pathetic waste of air. You're pitiful." Whumpee turned to Caretaker. "There aren't any others. Whumper did what they did to me to the others. I can tell you all about it. You don't need them."

"You can take them away," Caretaker said to the guard, "thanks."

"I am not finished!" Whumper growled as the guard grabbed their arm roughly.

"Oh, but I am. You didn't kill me. You didn't break me. You made me stronger. And I'm going to live. Live well and live long. Not just for me. Not just for the others. But just to spite you. You failed to destroy me. We're done here."

Whumpee stood up suddenly and left the room. Caretaker followed quickly at their heels. "Are you ok?"

Whumpee nodded as they began to cry. "Fine. A little fucked up from all of this. But fine." They sighed. "I needed that for closure."

"Did you mean everything you said in there? About Whumper."

"Yes. They did all of this because I wasn't their perfect partner. And they tried to shape the others to be what I wasn't. But they could never get rid of me. I'm just sorry that so many had to suffer because of me."

"Because of Whumper. Not because of you. Never because of you."

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Part 1

Warnings: captivity, blood, restraints, torture, threat of death, knife

Whumpee felt weak. Even as Whumper threatened them. They had to do as Whumper asked. Whumper's face loomed so close. Whumpee could see every pore. Could see every ounce of hatred in Whumper's eyes. Whumper's eyes promised death.

Whumper straightened up and grabbed a knife from their belt. "I'm not done with you. I'm not done having fun yet."

Whumpee just lay in the heap on the floor trying to breathe through the pain. Trying to keep their eyes open. They could feel their blood drying on their face. Could taste blood in the back of their mouth. Accomplice One and Accomplice Two didn't need to hold them down. They were too weak to move. Perhaps they could just drift off. Surely Whumper knew they would pass out sooner or later.

"Pay attention when I'm speaking to you, Whumpee," Whumper ordered.

Whumpee blinked hard. They had to keep awake. They had to. Whumper ordered them to. They had to listen or there wouldn't be a next time.

"Don't pass out," Whumper sneered at Whumpee. "Or I'll gut you and make you hold your own intestines as you die."

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Hello! This is fun!

Let's see, three random facts about me.....

I threw shot put and discus when I was in high school. I don't have the physique of a thrower (I am very petite), but I did decently well until I had a riding accident where I got thrown into oncoming traffic by my mare and hurt my back--spine stopped rotating on one side--and I had to make a choice either keep throwing but give up riding or give up throwing and keep riding. That was a no brainer for me lol.

I took seven years of ballroom dance classes and still got it (the instructor for my wedding was so impressed lol)

I wrote my first story when I was 4 years old and won a bunch of awards for it in my school, city, and even state. I would have gone to nationals for the contest, but my parents didn't feel comfortable with me traveling so far for the contest. So writing has been my jam for as long as I can remember.

I hope these were random enough lol.

I am too tired to go into individual ask boxes (so sorry, I'm just trying to honor my body at this point so I can stay functional) so I'm just going to tag people here. But anyone who reads this can do this!

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Part 1

Warnings: captivity, restraints, torture, forced to watch, self sacrifice, water torture, begging

After what felt like an eternity of not being able to breathe, Team Leader heard Whumper turn off the hose. Team Leader gasped for breath as the water stopped. It was all they could do. They had to stay calm. Had to keep breathing. Had to do everything to keep their team calm. If their team was calm, Whumper wouldn't hurt the team. Whumper would keep hurting them. And that was all that mattered.

Whumper ripped the rag off Team Leader's face. "They didn't follow your orders."

Team Leader swallowed twice before speaking. "Pl-Pl-Please, give them another chance."

"Why would I do that? They failed to follow orders. Or rather you failed to impress upon them the importance of following your orders."

Team Leader ignored Smallest Teammate's growls of frustration. Ignored Teammate One loudly shouting at Whumper. Ignored Teammate Two pleading with Whumper. They ignored everything because they had to get Whumper to listen to them. Had to get Whumper to see reason.

"Please, I...I can make them listen. Please."

Whumper considered a moment. "Fine. But if they fail you again, the next person I torture will be leaving here in a body bag. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal," Team Leader nodded. They took a steadying breath. No matter what, they had to get the team to listen to them.

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I know I keep making these posts saying I'm back and I'll start posting again and then I drop off the face of the earth.....I am deeply sorry for that. My life has been a dumpster fire to say the least between chaotic family drama--I can't even begin to explain--work being a hot mess, my health just not improving at all, and having a baby horse lol. I am slowly trying to ease back into a routine with writing--I have so many ideas that I've just been jotting down in my writing journal, so the fire is still there. I just need to execute them. I'm going to try to slowly do this. I see all your asks and I will get to them. Please, please bear with me. I appreciate all of you who have chosen to hang in there and wait patiently. And I appreciate all of you who have taken the time to read this. I'll post at least once a day, or that's my goal for right now. So just know I miss you. I miss this. And I'm trying to come back.

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I said I was going to be on it. It’s been….its been a rough go. I had a friend unexpectedly pass away last week and it’s been rough. I had been helping take care of her horse solo for the last 12 days, (along with 3 other horses in addition to my 2) but now the rest of my farmily is back so we can share duties at least (we have 9 horses between all of us and we help out with each other). I am going to try and catch up with whumpmas in July this week. I am hopeful, but I am not going to set any unrealistic goals. I miss writing. I have so many ideas. I am just so tired that all I do is work, take care of the horses, and sleep. Sorry for the rant. And thank you, for those that stuck around to read. Enjoy a photo of Fi (bay horse) hugging her little brother (black horse is slightly smaller—that’s the baby I got back in April he’s so big now) so that he stops trying to rough house with her and just have a chill turnout time.

Part 1

Warnings: captivity, torture, escape, pursuit, pending rescue

"Whumpee, Whumpee, where are you?" Teammate Two said into the phone.

Caretaker desperately tried to hear Whumpee's voice on the other end of the line. Teammate One flipped the speaker phone on and suddenly Whumpee's voice filled the room.

"--know. But, it's dark. So there's no city lights here." Whumpee's voice was hushed and hoarse.

"That's ok, we can track you. Are you hurt?" Caretaker asked quickly.

Whumpee hesitated. "Yeah," they finally said.

"How bad?" Caretaker was ready to mobilize an EMS unit as well.

"I've....I've had worse."

"Whumpee, your voice is hoarse from screaming. Whumper takes their time torturing their victims before killing them. How bad is it?"

"I can walk out of here if that's what you're asking. Hold on," they went silent.

Caretaker's heart hammered in their throat. What was happening? What could they do to help Whumpee?

"Whumper's coming," Whumpee whispered. "I need to relocate. Have you found me yet?"

Teammate One nodded. "We've locked onto your location. We're about thirty minutes away."

"Well, hurry," Whumpee said breathlessly. They were running. "Because I don't have many places I can hide easily."

"Whumpee, just hold on, we're on our way," Teammate Two said as they got up.

"Find somewhere to hide. Find something you can hurt them with. Do whatever you need, Whumpee. We are coming for you," Caretaker practically shouted into the phone. They had to reach Whumpee in time. They had to.

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Warnings: referenced torture, restraints, escape, dislocation, field medicine, unconsciousness

"Whumpee, Whumpee," Caretaker huffed as they reached the torture chamber. They had been running as fast as they could to get to Whumpee while everyone else distracted Whumper.

"'m here," Whumpee called back weakly.

Caretaker breathed a sigh of relief. They opened the door and gasped. Whumpee had clearly been tortured, but they were alive. And not bleeding. Whumper had them in standing cuffs, though Whumpee's right shoulder was pulled at an odd angle. "How bad is it? Can you walk?"

Whumpee nodded. "I can. I...I just need you to pop my shoulder back in. I slipped when Whumper....when they....well that doesn't matter. I slipped and it popped out."

Caretaker nodded grimly. "Are you sure? It's going to hurt?" They quickly uncuffed Whumpee.

Whumpee cried out as their right arm fell. "Yeah," they hissed, "I won't be able to run out of here if we don't. Just maneuver it fast, Caretaker. Please."

Caretaker grasped Whumpee's wrist tenderly. "Big breath, Whumpee," and before Whumpee had finished opening their mouth, Caretaker popped their should back into the socket.

Whumpee screamed loudly before their knees buckled. Caretaker caught Whumpee before they could hit the floor. "Whumpee! Say something!"

Whumpee was completely limp in Caretaker's arms. No matter how much Caretaker tried to rouse Whumpee, they remained unconscious, finally succumbing to all the pain they had endured. "Hold on, Whumpee, I'll get you out of here. Just hold on. You're safe. You're safe. I've got you."

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Part 1

Warnings: referenced captivity, restraints, blood, wounds, stabbing, field med, unclear character status, rescue, hurt/aftermath

When Caretaker first got to the basement again, they couldn't see Whumpee around the cluster of medics. One team member stopped them. "Caretaker," they said gently as they clasped Caretaker's shoulder.

"How bad is it?" Caretaker didn't want to do this. Didn't want to be delayed. Whumpee had asked for them.

"We're doing everything we can here. As soon as they're stabilized enough we will get them into the ambulance and head to the hospital. You can stay with them the whole time."

Caretaker nodded and stepped around the team member. A little of the crowd around Whumpee cleared. They lay flat on their back, their wrists free from the shackles that kept them to the wall. Blood had pooled on the ground around them. Their wounds weren't visible as three separate medics worked on stemming the bleeding. Another medic was reading off a monitor, while a fifth medic fiddled with Whumpee's IV. Whumpee's eyes were closed, their face deathly pale.

Caretaker's heart stopped. Were they too late? "Whumpee?"

Whumpee's eyes opened slowly. "Caretaker," Whumpee replied quietly.

Caretaker dropped to their knees beside Whumpee's head. "Hey, Whumpee."

Whumpee's face screwed up with pain as one of the medics ripped a saturated gauze pad away from Whumpee's gut. "Hurts," they whispered.

Caretaker took Whumpee's hand. "Squeeze my hand. Squeeze my hand and look at me, Whumpee. You're going to be ok. They're taking care of you."

Caretaker tried to ignore the frantic movement around them. Tried to ignore the tersely spoke words between the medics. They tried only to focus on Whumpee. And to have Whumpee focus only on them.

"Whumper?" Whumpee's eyes were tight with pain.

"Handled. They won't ever hurt you again." Caretaker didn't care if Whumper died. Whumper didn't suffer enough for what they did to Whumpee.

"G-G-Good." Whumpee gasped with pain. They tried to sit up to see, but Caretaker cupped their cheek.

"Eyes on me, Whumpee. They're taking care of you. Just keep your eyes on me."

"Onnnnnnnnn yyyyyyyouuuuuuuu," Whumpee said as their eyes searched for Caretaker.

Caretaker opened their mouth to distract Whumpee, but suddenly the medics around them were moving, shouting to one another rapidly. "We need to get them out of here. Now."

"Are they stable enough to move?"

"Doesn't matter, we have more equipment in the truck. I can't stop this without it."

"Everyone get ready to move out. We need to move. Now."

Caretaker hurried along, Whumpee's hand clutched tightly in theirs. "I'm here, Whumpee. I'm here. You're ok." They squeezed Whumpee's hand. "I'm here," they said as the group reached the ambulance.

Whumpee's hand went limp in Caretaker's. The monitor that one medic had been monitoring let out one continuous, blaring screech. Caretaker's mouth went dry as they realized that meant only one thing: Whumpee's heart had stopped.

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What ten words/phrases give you the whumperflies?

In no particular order:

"Bow."

Buckled

Gasped

Begged

Lolled

Hazy

"We are going to have so much fun" especially if its whispered tenderly in a restrained whumpee's ear

Weeping

Seeped

Flopped.

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Day 1

Day 2

Day 3: prompt: "I'm sorry;" TW: captivity, torture, restraints, blood, mcd

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Day 28

Day 29

Day 30

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Warnings: captivity, restraints, torture, gag, creepy/intimate whumper, two whumpers

"How about you let me help you," Villain said to Supervillain as they inspected Supervillain's cheek.

Supervillain's face felt hot at Villain's words. This was so embarrassing. They had been so easily hurt by Hero. "It's ok, I can just take care of Hero myself. You can take your turn."

Villain smiled down at Supervillain. "You misunderstand me, Supervillain. I want to help you. I want to," they bit their lip, "watch while you have your time with Hero. I'll even let you have extra time."

Something pulled tight low in Supervillain's stomach. Villain wanted to watch them? This had its possibilities. "Deal."

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Post a prompt for someone else to fill on Day 28.

Whumpee was kidnapped by Whumper and conditioned to be a living weapon. After rescue, they are reunited with Caretaker, someone they loved before they were captured. Whumpee is horrified by what they have become and doesn't think Caretaker should be their friend, telling Caretaker that Caretaker doesn't know them anymore, can't know them because of what they've done. Caretaker's response is your choice!

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Part 1

Warnings: captivity, torture, restraints, blood, mcd

"Where is Smallest Teammate?" Team Leader repeated.

"Team Leader, I think you should sit down," Teammate One said, not looking Team Leader in the eye.

"No. I want you to tell me where Smallest Teammate is." Team Leader's heart was racing out of control. Were they wrong? Was Smallest Teammate not here?

Team Leader waited for Teammate One to speak. The silence stretched painfully. They could see Teammate One struggle to keep their face blank. "Are they here? Did Whumper move them from here before confronting me?"

Teammate One sighed. They inhaled sharply. "No, Smallest Teammate is here."

Team Leader wished that Teammate One's words had calmed them down. Had given them relief. But between Teammate One's silence and their refusal to let Team Leader into the room with Teammate Two had Team Leader's heart still racing. They tried to breathe past the lump in their throat, "Can I see them?"

"I don't know--"

"How bad is it? Just tell me."

Teammate One took a breath, tears filling eyes as they spoke, "It's bad, Team Leader. I...I don't think--"

"I'm going in there," Team Leader said as they tried to push past Teammate One. "Let me in there. I need to see Smallest Teammate. They need to see me. I can help them."

Teammate One began to sob, their hands dropping away. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. They're gone, Team Leader."

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Part 1

Warnings: blood, wounds, shrapnel, explosion, injury, field medicine, unconsciousness

Caretaker tried not to throw up at the squelching sounds each piece of shrapnel made as they pulled it out of Whumpee. Tried not to think about the incredible pain Whumpee had been in before they passed out. Tried not to think about how Whumpee's blood was coating their fingers. Tried not to think about how shallow Whumpee's breathing was.

"I'm going as fast as I can, Whumpee. We're more than halfway done."

Whumpee was completely still beneath them. Caretaker worked quickly. They had to. They had to get Whumpee to help soon. "I am so thankful you saved me. But I wish you didn't get hurt in the process."

Caretaker stripped their outer layer off and pressed it to the heavily bleeding wounds on Whumpee's back as they took a short break to check on Whumpee. Whumpee didn't stir as Caretaker put pressure on the wounds. Whumpee's skin was clammy and cold. Their breaths came in shallow gasps. But they were still alive.

"I'm hurrying, Whumpee. Just hold on." Caretaker quickly picked out the last several pieces of shrapnel from Whumpee's body.

"Ok, Whumpee, let's get you out of here. Wake up, Whumpee," Caretaker said as they tapped on Whumpee's cheek. "Please. You're bigger than me. I need your help."

Whumpee didn't wake as Caretaker tapped on their cheek. Didn't wake as Caretaker hooked their arms underneath. Didn't wake as Caretaker dragged them along. Whumpee didn't wake at all and were seemingly dead to the world.

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