Whumpees Beware

Whumpee doesn’t believe that Caretaker could ever possibly understand what they’ve been through. How could they? Nobody would ever understand how Whumpee feels, right?

Caretaker who knows the steps that Whumpee is going to have to go through to heal, but trying to balance Whumpee’s willingness to make progress and how much they want to help Whumpee without pushing them too far.

All the while, Caretaker is watching Whumpee lash out in the exact ways that they did when they were healing. They want so badly to connect to Whumpee, and share their experiences, but they don’t.

I saw your sick whumpee one and wanted to use it as a prompt!

Hope you have a lovely day/night!! :D

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When Whumpee goes to the bathroom, Caretaker finds tissues covered in phlegm and blood hidden under Whumpee’s pillow. They clean them out.

Whumpee’s hands start to shake. They could be free if they just pull the trigger. This could all be over-

Whumper begins walking towards Whumpee. “Don’t make me repeat myself.” Whumper stops directly in front of whumpee, gun pointed right at their chest. “I said: Put. The gun. Down.”

Whumpee’s hands are shaking even more. They stagger backwards as Whumper stands in front of the barrel of the gun, expression more so of annoyance than anything else.

“G-get away from me!” Whumpee says. “I’ll do it! I’ll pull the trigger- I’ll kill you-“

Whumper just laughs.

They reach out, but instead of taking the gun out of Whumpee’s hands, they hold Whumpee’s arms steady, gun pointed at Whumper’s heart.

“No. You won’t.”

Whumper’s voice almost echos through Whumpee’s ears with a calmness that makes the hair on the back of Whumpee’s neck stand up.

Whumper who’s reluctant.

Whumper who’s been put in a position where they have to torture Whumpee.

Whumper who whumps because it’s that or be the Whumpee.

Whumper begging Whumpee to give up information so that they don’t have to torture Whumpee.