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WoW Birthday Whump List

Kidnapping / Bound and gagged / “I have your loved one”

Starvation / Thirst / “Please…” (Vampire Whumpee")

Crying / Parting words regret / “Why…?”

Electrocution / Waterboarded / “Anything but that!”

Scream / Captivity / “NO!”

Nonhuman whumpee / Reluctant whumper / “Run!”

Bloodied knuckles / Wounded / “Is that blood?!”

Stranded / Team whump / “Is anyone there?!”

Aftermath of rescue / Sickness / “You’re burning up.”

Hypothermia / Heat flashes / “Bind them.”

Used as bait / Held for ransom / “It’s a trap!”

Magic exhaustion / Collapsed / “So tired…”

Natural disaster / Shock collar / “Shut up!”

Guilt / Chased / “I bought you time, use it!”

Hidden injury / Outnumbered / “I’m sorry.”

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WoW Birthday Whump Day 3

Crying / Parting words regret / “Why…?”

Whumper observes Whumpee silently from outside their cell. They’ve been crying. Nonstop. For hours.

Whumper hasn’t even done anything that fucked up to them yet. They’d promised not to hurt them too bad until after the ransom deadline has passed.

People cry in stressful situations, Whumper knows that. But still, Whumpee had seemed to be pretty stoic when Whumper was doing their research. 

“Can you stop?”

Whumpee jumps. They look up at Whumper, eyes red-rimmed and lashes stuck together and shiny. They try to wipe away their tears but new ones fall quickly.

Sighing, Whumper kneels down on the other side of the bars to be on Whumpee’s level. “Really, Whumpee. I haven’t even hurt you that bad. Can’t handle a few scrapes and bruises?”

Whumpee hiccups, curling into themselves. “Caretaker’s not gonna come for me,” they sob. “They’re not coming, and I’m gonna die, and they’re never gonna know how sorry I am.”

Whumper raises an eyebrow. That’s interesting. “What are you sorry for?”

“I… We got into a fight. I said some really mean shit. And then I stormed off and you grabbed me right after. There’s no way they-” Whumpee coughs harshly, choking on their tears. “There’s no way they’re gonna want me back after that.”

“Hm. Should I just go ahead and kill you, then?”

Whumpee flinches hard. “No! No. Please don’t kill me.”

“Fine. But if you’re right about Caretaker not giving a fuck about you, you better come up with a way to be useful to me.”

“I will. I promise.”

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CYOA Whump - Part 19

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You chose: I'll threaten to tell the captain about his plans if he doesn't include me.

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You tilt your chin up, fixing Rye with a hard stare.

"Ventis..." Onthyes warns behind you.

You feel lightning crackle across your clenched fingers as you try to seem as threatening as possible. "I could always tell Erxik what you are planning," you whisper.

Rye's face darkens. He grabs your jaw, squeezing painfully hard. "And I could always cut out your tongue, freak," he spits.

You can't help but flinch. Over the time you've been here Rye has proven time and time again that he's not afraid of any consequences that might come from hurting you. You still have bruises from the last time he decided he didn't like your face.

Still, he may have hit you a lot but he's never maimed you. He knows better than to damage the captain's favorite tool. "You will not," you challenge.

"Ya think so?" The hand holding you by the collar moves to wrap around your throat, gripping you tight.

You let out a strangled gasp, reaching up to grip his wrists. Your eyes tear up involuntarily. "Stop," you wheeze, your cheeks squished by his hold.

He squeezes harder. Black spots fill your vision.

"That's enough, Ryley."

The hands release you and you collapse to the deck, gasping and coughing. You look up to see Onthyes standing over you and looking all the part of a knight in shining armor as he puts himself between you and Rye.

"Come on," Onthyes mutters, lifting you to your feet. "You tried. Let's go."

Rye lets the two of you walk away, but you can feel his eyes boring into the back of your skull.

This is bad. If he succeeds at mutiny now, he's probably going to treat you even worse than the current captain does. But if you go to Erxik now and Rye finds out, he might kill you. If you do go to Erxik, you can only hope that he kills Rye before anything happens to you.

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CYOA Whump - Part 18

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You chose: I'll talk to Rye tomorrow. I want in on the mutiny, but only if I'm set free.

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The next day, you try to approach Rye during breakfast. You only make it a few steps in his direction before Onthyes stops you.

"What are you doing?"

"I would like to talk to Rye about what we overheard last night," you remind him. You had told him of your intentions last night as you laid next to each other, but he had seemed dismissive of the idea.

"Are you crazy? He'll hurt you."

"You will not let him."

"Ventis..."

You start walking again. Onthyes hesitates but he still moves with you this time, allowing you to approach Rye, who is sitting with a few of his friends.

"Pardon me," you say, meeting Rye's gaze. "Can we talk?"

Rye's eyes widen with surprise before he barks out a laugh. "The pretty boy wants to talk, huh?" He rises to his full height, cracking his knuckles, and you take an involuntary step back. "Looking to play punchin bag for me again?"

"I overheard you and Tinny talking last night."

Rye freezes, then snatches the collar of your shirt and lifts until your toes just barely touch the ground. "Shut your fucking mouth," he hisses in your face. "Another word and I knock your teeth out."

Your breath catches in your throat but you press on, praying that if things get too bad Onthyes will step in.

"I want in," you whisper. "I want to help. I think this can become a mutually beneficial situation if you are open to civility between us."

"Why the fuck would you wanna be part of this?"

"You are tired of being used by Erxik? So am I. We are on the same side here."

"And what are ya lookin for in return?"

"Freedom. I help you take down Erxik, and you let me go."

Rye laughs in your face. "Why would I set ya free? Ain't no point in me becomin Captain if we lose your magic. I'm gonna keep ya here and you're gonna serve me just like ya serve him."

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Caretaker dealing with a more angry, combative whumpee. One that has destructive outbursts full of screaming and hyperventilating. All they can see is red. Angry at what whumper did to them. To the point Caretaker has to learn how to physically restrain them from further hurting themselves. Especially when whumpee turn their rage towards caretaker. They let a few swings hit but ultimately have to stop them. Holding their arms away from their body. Repeatedly apologizing as they do so.

Later cradling whumpee in their lap when they've finally exhausted themselves. Head tucked in caretaker's shoulder, hands clutching at their shirt. Begging caretaker to not leave them. 'I'll never leave you, just don't want you hurting yourself or me,' holding them just as tightly. 'You have every right to be angry at them. Whumper should've never laid a hand on you. You didn't deserve any of it.' Their voice was barely higher than a whisper.

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boop! :3

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CYOA Whump Part 17

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You chose: Nothing. I'll try to form a stronger bond with him before I ask for help.

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You and Onthyes sit together below deck as the sounds of fighting dwindle down. You're dizzy and cold from blood loss, but he seems confident that you're going to survive.

Sunlight blinds you as the door opens and John beckons the two of you outside. His nose is bleeding, but he looks fine otherwise.

"Hildris?" Onthyes asks as he helps you to your feet.

"She's a tough one, laddie," John says, giving him a firm pat on the shoulder. "A wee stab wound is nothin she can't handle."

"Thank the gods. I wanted to help but..."

"Your charge here is more important, accordin to the captain. Shame that Rye's gonna beat your kill record now. It'll go right to the bastard's head."

Onthyes winces. "I don't mind. It suits him better than me."

Nearby, Hildris is sitting atop a crate while a young elven woman presses her hands to the wound in her side, chanting a soft melody. Her hands glow gold, and Hildres lets out a contented sigh.

"Who is that?" you whisper.

"Tiria," Onthyes replies, leading you over to her. "She's a healer. We picked her up a few months ago. Found her stranded on an island."

You stop short, glaring at him as you pull on the chain, forcing him to stop and look at you.

"What?"

"There has been a healer on board this whole time and I have never met her? What about when I got the shit beat out of me? My ribs have been killing me and they could have just been magically healed?"

A breeze swirls around you, making Onthyes's clothes flap around where he'd torn them to make a bandage for your arm.

"She doesn't want us asking her for healing unless it's an emergency. She doesn't like to tire herself on scrapes and bruises when someone could break a bone or be impaled any second."

"Are my broken ribs not an emergency?"

Onthyes sighs. "They're probably only bruised, Ventis. Rye wasn't even wearing his kicking boots."

You glance over at where Rye is showing off his newest trophy - a severed finger. On his feet, his blood-soaked boots are capped with thick metal spikes.

"I see."

You allow Onthyes to lead you to Tiria. She eyes you with a bored expression as she cleans blood off her hands. "Let's see it."

Onthyes unwraps the makeshift bandages from your upper arm. "He got hit with an arrow," he explains. "Barbed head. I cut it out as soon as we were safe."

You do your best to sit still as Tiria examines the wound. She pokes it with her long fingers and it takes all of your self control to not flinch away from the pain.

"Not bad, Onthyes," she remarks. "Clean cuts. You'd make a good surgeon."

"Um... thanks."

Her fingers dig a little deeper into the wound and you see a look of morbid fascination cross her face. "Your blood is... bubbly," she murmurs. "Interesting."

"Air genasi thing. Can you just heal me?" you grind out through your teeth.

"Hmph. Alright."

She starts singing and the pain fades away, replaced with a tingling warmth that spreads through your whole body. You sigh, your muscles relaxing for the first time in forever.

As she works, you watch the rest of the crew bring in the spoils. Crates and crates of supplies and merchandise. The civilians and remaining guards that weren't killed in the fight are left tied up on their own ship. You can feel the excitement of the pirates around you; can hear the whispers about how this is by far the best haul they've ever had.

And it's all thanks to you.

They're never letting you go now.

The next few weeks go similarly. A few days of downtime followed by Erxik calling you in for a task that requires you to use your magic. The crew of the Fortune enjoy a new era of wealth and power thanks to their use of your abilities.

You stay chained to Onthyes, but it gets easier to manage and it turns out that the two of you coexist pretty well considering how different you are. It helps that he's extremely comfortable to sleep next to. You warm up to his friends as well, and the next time Rye tries to fuck with you he only gets a few punches in before Golkulildyth the Mighty glares at him as she stands to her full eight feet of height and he backs down.

So things are going well, all things considered.

One night, you and Onthyes are preparing to go down for bed when you hear Rye's voice. His voice is low like he's trying to whisper, but the wind just so happens to carry it right to your ear.

You pause, pulling on the chain to halt Onthyes and signaling for him to be quiet.

"Captain's got all this wealth now thanks to the little freak," he says. "But the rest of us ain't seen none of it."

"I hear ya." This one's a woman's voice, deep and raspy. Tinny. "But ya can't go pressin him about it, alright? Captain ain't keen on sharin. You know that."

"Something's gonna change, Tin. If he don't start feeling generous soon we're gonna have to take matters into our own hands."

"Yer not talkin mutiny. I won't hear that."

"Ya didn't. I never said the word. I never said nothin."

You hear footsteps, and you and Onthyes hurry below deck.

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im alive next cyoa today !

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Whump idea-

Had a nightmare a few nights ago and I was begging for help in it. Like screaming- when I woke up I was still whispering my pleas out loud.

How loud does Whumpee/ Ventis have to scream in their dreams for them to still be whisper begging when they wake up?

First of all I'm sorry you had a nightmare it sucks to get whumped irl.

As for Ventis - I think it depends on where we are in his arc y'know? When he was still addicted to nightspill he slept like the dead. Absolutely no dreams.

After he stopped taking it? The withdrawls came with some pretty intense hallucinations which definitely followed him in and out of sleep. So he would wake up from nightmares fully just not understanding that it wasn't real. It could take up to an hour to get him to realize that he's safe.

The hallucinations calmed down as he recovered but I think they still come back sometimes especially at night and when he's really stressed out, so yeah Ventis definitely cries and begs for a good while after waking up from a nightmare, even a fairly mild one.

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if we all hold hands and pray we can make it 4 kills (i’m so glad you’re posting about cossim he’s My baby boy)

I drew Detali killing Cossim because its all I think about.

Detali has now killed Cossim three times on tumblr!! Read about the first time she killed him or the last time if you'd like me to give you a kiss on the mouth <3

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Have an ask to cheer you up ❤️

For Ventis from the ask game:

How would you describe your oc’s voice? Do they have an accent? Do you have any voice claims for them?

Thank you pookie <3

It's hard to answer this question because Ventis was initially a dnd character, so I was limited by the accents/voices I was capable of doing. I tossed around doing French, Russian, or like posh English, but it turns out I'm not good at accents at all so it ended up American lol. But if I could choose anything for an accent I think I would've gone with Russian.

I remember watching a lot of videos of Conan Gray talking because I feel like they have similar voices, just different accents. He definitely has a highish voice for a guy.

Also I almost forgot- air genasi are supposed to have like an unnatural echo to their voices. And their voices are very breathy (haha).

So imagine Conan Gray with a Russian accent talking into one of those little echo microphones that's our boy.

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Hell yeah I got excited (if you don't want to reply to all of them that's completely fine. I love ya)

For Onthyes - How is your oc about medical care? Do they avoid any form of healthcare that they can, do they seek it out over every little scrape? Do they treat their injuries/illness all by themselves?

For Ventis or Onthyes - Is your oc afraid of touch or do they actively seek it out? Is there a reason for this? What are the exceptions?

For Ventis - If you had to choose a single object to act as a symbol for your oc, what would it be? Why?

For Onthyes and Ventis - What five ingredients would you throw into a cauldron to make a potion based on your oc? How would you cook/mix them? What would the potion do?

For Onthyes and Ventis - How easily does your oc get attached to things? Does everything have a sentimental value to them, or do they see nothing as more valuable than its practical use? What about with people/animals?

For Ventis - Are there any habits your oc has picked up from people around them? Do they know where they’re from? Does your oc try to stop themselves from doing it?

Thanks for all the questions this is exactly the distraction I need. Fuck organic chemistry am I right ladies?

(cw child abuse mention)

Onthyes is 1000% the kind of guy to like never go to the doctor cause he was raised in a toxic environment where needing medical attention makes you look weak. His mom learned healing magic for that very purpose, since he kept getting hurt while training with his father and then just not going to a doctor. His father’s a big fan of “just walk it off you’re fine” meanwhile Onthyes is actively bleeding out from a stab wound or something.

I think Ventis and Onthyes are both super touch starved, but they handle it differently. Ventis tries to avoid touching others too much and he’s shy about being touched, but it’s just out of fear that he’s gonna get too excited or something. He doesn’t wanna get caught grinning and blushing over a handshake. When Ventis gets really comfortable with someone he’ll start touching them a lot more but it takes him a long time to get to that point. Onthyes is super touch starved and he makes it everyone else’s problem. He’s pretty touchy, like he’ll give hugs or pat your shoulder or put his hand on your back if he needs to get behind you for some reason.

Ventis is like,,, a super expensive vintage designer sweater or something. Or a carved sodalite dragon’s skull. But for symbols I usually use clouds and lightning to represent him.

I answered this one for Ventis eariler so I'm just gonna do Onthyes (and @sapphicccici you can correct me if I'm wrong about anything at all Onthyes is technically your son not mine). Ingredients: lemongrass, fresh squeezed orange juice, your own blood, your lover's blood, campfire ash. Put it in a bowl under direct sunlight in the middle of summer and inhale the vapors to instantly disappoint your father.

Onthyes tries not to get attached to things and especially people out of fear of losing them. He has this silly little curse on his bloodline or whatever where he's destined to lose his first love and I'm sure it gave him some attachment issues. Even though he tries really hard not to form attachments he can't help but do it anyways. It's a hard question to answer for Ventis. His dragon blood gives him some serious hoarding instincts so he definitely likes to have Stuff even if he isn't using it. But I think after getting banished from his home he stopped hoarding objects so much and started hoarding love. He gets really attached to people and doesn't like to let them go even if they're not good to him. He does have that aloof 'black cat energy' as well, so he acts like his friends don't mean a lot to him but they really really do.

I've also already answered this for Ventis so I'm doing it for Onthyes- Onthyes's father used to hit him with 'surprise training sessions' aka he would just attack him with no warning or anything, so Onthyes is really obsessed with watching his back and sleeping with his sword and shield within reach. He's also picked up a lot of military-ish habits from his time in the guard, like waking up stupid early. Ventis is trying to teach him how to relax and sleep in every once in a while, but he's not super successful.

Thank you friend this was fun!

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Ok so from the 40 questions you rebloged, for my lil boy Ventis:

Your oc has to make something for an art exhibition. What would they make? How terrible is it? Would they enjoy making it?

OoO okay I feel like Ventis would do some like cards with what you’d assume to be quotes or poetry on them, but his calligraphy is so obnoxiously fancy that no one can tell what they say. He had a great time making them he just got carried away.

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23, 32, 40 for Ventis~?

Thank you for the ask 💜

23: What is the most annoying sound to your oc? What’s the most pleasant? Is there any reason?

Ventis is definitely a big fan of like,,, rain sounds. And I think he likes that crispy sound of turning a page in a book. The sound of thunder definitely stresses him out. His father and brother both also practice draconic storm sorcery and anytime any of them get pissed off it’ll start thundering, so he associates that sound with getting in trouble at home </3

32: What five ingredients would you throw into a cauldron to make a potion based on your oc? How would you cook/mix them? What would the potion do?

Ooh this is a hard one. For ingredients I’m gonna say raindrops, dark chocolate, mica powder, crushed xanax, and a feather. Mix that up in a metal bottle, then you gotta take it out into a storm and talk a lightning bolt into striking it. Drink it to instantly fall in love with the next blond boy you see.

40. Are there any habits your oc has picked up from people around them? Do they know where they’re from? Does your oc try to stop themselves from doing it?

I think Onthyes has taught him to lock doors behind himself and like generally be aware of his surroundings. Ventis used to just walk around all vulnerable with his head in the clouds and it drove Onthyes absolutely insane. Also I think he picked up a habit of using mind control on people who piss him off too much from his father (a habit which scares everyone even himself).

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40 OC Development Questions - Part 2

My previous 40 question ask game has been picking up notes again, and you know what? I love making up these questions so much that I made more. Because why not.

Have some uncommon questions to help with developing your original characters! Feel free to send in some asks with some numbers–pick an oc, or I’ll pick randomly~

How does your character sleep? Peacefully, fitfully? What position do they sleep in? What is their typical bedding like?

Does your oc have dreams or nightmares? What are they like? Is there a recurring one?

How easy to annoy is your oc? Do they have common pet-peeves or are they stoic in response to everything? What is their reaction if the source doesn’t stop?

How does your oc view housework? Do they absolutely hate it? Do they enjoy having their surroundings neat and tidy or do they not notice?

Your oc has to make something for an art exhibition. What would they make? How terrible is it? Would they enjoy making it?

What is your oc’s vocabulary like? Does it match the way they talk? How would you describe their speech?

How would you describe your oc’s voice? Do they have an accent? Do you have any voice claims for them?

Is your oc more likely to follow instructions exactly, throw them out and figure it out on their own, or make it all up? What are the results like?

Is your oc afraid of touch or do they actively seek it out? Is there a reason for this? What are the exceptions?

How is your oc about medical care? Do they avoid any form of healthcare that they can, do they seek it out over every little scrape? Do they treat their injuries/illness all by themselves?

How competitive is your oc? Is every little task something that they can win, or are they just in competitions for the fun of it? Is there anyone they’re most competitive with?

How skilled at lying is your oc? How frequently do they lie? For what reason? What situations would be the exception?

What is your oc’s immune system like? Are they invincible to illness, or are they compromised completely from the slightest of dirt?

Does your oc do anything “just for the aesthetic”? Or are they completely practical in everything?

If you had to choose a single object to act as a symbol for your oc, what would it be? Why?

If your oc could only eat one thing for the rest of their life (while miraculously not suffering from malnutrition), what would it be? Does this match their favourite food?

How prepared is your oc? Ready for the worst no matter what, or completely lost in every situation? Would they have a medkit when it was needed? Would they have an umbrella if it rains?

How charitable is your oc? Or are they more stingy with their resources and money?

If someone was describing your oc to someone who had never met them, what distinguishing features would they mention? How would one identify your oc in a crowd?

Does your oc have any pleasure that embarrasses them so they keep it secret? Or are they open about all the things they enjoy?

What is your oc’s stamina like? Would they be able to run a marathon, or not run at all? What about walking/another physical activity? How are they with exercise in general?

How long can your oc stay focused on one task before they get bored? Do they constantly have to switch things up or do they hyperfocus? What sort of things is it the opposite for?

What is the most annoying sound to your oc? What’s the most pleasant? Is there any reason?

What smells bring back specific memories to your oc? What are those memories like?

How jumpy or easily spooked is your oc? Do they have a fight or flight reflex to being startled, or are they never startled at all?

How polite is your oc? Do they do everything with the utmost courtesy, or do they completely refuse to say please and thank you?

How flexible is your oc? Can they touch their toes or do they have trouble just sitting down because of how stiff they are?

What is your oc’s typical walking like? Do they speed-walk everywhere, do they take quick short steps or long paces? On their tiptoe, the sides or heels of their feet? How loud are their footsteps?

If your oc was in a video game, what would their idle animation be? (When the player stays still for too long, the animation that plays.)

What topics does your oc know the most about? Are these obvious or would these be surprising to others?

What time of day is your oc most awake? What about most tired? Do they get up at the same time every morning without need of an alarm, or is their sleep schedule all over the place?

What five ingredients would you throw into a cauldron to make a potion based on your oc? How would you cook/mix them? What would the potion do?

Describe your oc’s favourite environment. Urban or rural? Wild or controlled? What’s the climate like?

What would someone blackmail your oc with? Would they be successful in getting what they wanted?

How easily does your oc get attached to things? Does everything have a sentimental value to them, or do they see nothing as more valuable than its practical use? What about with people/animals?

How stubborn is your oc? Are they easily convinced of the opposite opinion, do they not agree but let it happen anyways? Or do they cause conflicts with their inability to budge in their decisions?

How much has your oc traveled? Why is this? Would they like to travel more? Or are they perfectly fine with staying home?

What signs tell that your oc is nervous? Do they fidget, is it in their expression or the way they say things? Or are they very skilled at hiding it?

How superstitious your oc? Do they end up following them ‘just in case’? Or are superstitions incredibly important to your oc? What are some that they believe? What about the ones they don’t?

Are there any habits your oc has picked up from people around them? Do they know where they’re from? Does your oc try to stop themselves from doing it?

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horned whumpee being chained by their horns so they can barely move

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Whumper-Turned-Caretaker CYOA 6

CW for the series | Masterlist

FYI: I might not update this next week because I have a lot to do for school including exams, but I should be able to go back to my normal updating schedule after that!

You chose to tell them that obeying is a more important rule than earning their food, so they should obey when you tell them to eat.

You lower your face to Whumpee’s level and look them in the eyes. “Whumpee. I know only eating once you’ve earned it is a rule you’re used to living with. But obeying me and cooperating is a rule you’re supposed to follow too, yeah?”

A look of fear overshadows their face as they realize the implications of that. They probably feel trapped between a rock and a hard place with the rules at odds with each other like this. “Yes, sir.”

“That’s the more important rule. I expect you to be obedient. You’re not going to be punished for doing what I tell you to. Now, eat.”

Whumpee nods. They still look fearful but they pick up the fork and finally start eating.

You watch them the whole time to make sure they don't try anything sneaky to avoid eating their food. This probably means that you’ll have to outright order them everytime they need food, but they are eating without getting hurt so you’ll consider it a win.

“Good,” you say as they finish. You debated whether praising obedience might send the wrong message for their recovery, but at this stage you figure it will do more good than harm. They need the reassurance that healthier behaviors are a good thing and they’re not going to be hurt.

You get yourself some food as well. Whumpee appears to take it as a good sign that you sit down to eat, instead of doing something about them having eaten without doing something to earn it. And once they seem reasonably convinced that you’re really not going to punish them for it, they do look happier now that they have a full belly.

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