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just a heads up to my fellow writers out there that AO3 is currently fighting off bots commenting on people’s works to tell them that AO3 will delete their fics “due to the works being deprecated”, and the deletion will affect their accounts unless the authors delete the fics themselves first. IT IS A SCAM. AO3 will NOT delete your works. please do NOT fall for these bots!

I’ve been told the reason why these bots are doing this is due to copyright infringement issue where they’re trying to steal your works (possibly to train AI but this is just a guess) ‼️‼️‼️and once you deleted your fics, it will be either very difficult or impossible for you to claim ownership of your own fics when they were already deleted.‼️‼️‼️

a reminder that AO3 will never contact you through your comments section (in case they claim to be one of the moderators). AO3 will only contact you through your email address which you use to register your account, and it will be from AO3’s official handle. not some sketchy ass @

so if you get a comment telling you you should “delete your works to protect your account because AO3 is doing blah blah blah” report that comment. don’t delete your works.

PLEASE DO NOT FALL FOR THESE SCAM.

AO3 IS NOT DELETING WORKS.

DO NOT DELETE YOUR WORKS JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE CLAIMS THEY KNOW SOMETHING.

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Writing Tips Master Post

Edit: Some posts may be deleted

Character writing/development:

Character Arcs

Making Character Profiles

Character Development

Comic Relief Arc

Internal Conflict

Character Voices

Creating Distinct Characters

Creating Likeable Characters

Writing Strong Female Characters

Writing POC Characters

Building Tension

Writing Grumpy x Sunshine Tropes

Writing Sexuality & Gender

Writing Manipulative Characters

Writing Mature Young Characters

Plot devices/development:

Intrigue in Storytelling

Enemies to Lovers

Alternatives to Killing Characters

Worldbuilding

Misdirection

Things to Consider Before Killing Characters

Foreshadowing

Narrative (+ how to write):

Emphasising the Stakes

Avoid Info-Dumping

Writing Without Dialogue

1st vs. 2nd vs. 3rd Perspective

Fight Scenes (+ More)

Transitions

Pacing

Writing Prologues

Dialogue Tips

Writing War

Writing Cheating

Writing Miscommunication

Writing Unrequited Love

Writing a Slow Burn Btwn Introverts

Writing Smut

Writing Admiration Without Attraction

Writing Dual POVs

Writing Unreliable Narrators

Worldbuilding:

Worldbuilding: Questions to Consider

Creating Laws/Rules in Fantasy Worlds

Book writing:

Connected vs. Stand-Alone Series

A & B Stories

Writer resources:

Writing YouTube Channels, Podcasts, & Blogs

Online Writing Resources

Outlining/Writing/Editing Software

Translation Software for Writing

Writer help:

Losing Passion/Burnout

Overcoming Writer's Block

Fantasy terms:

How To Name Fantasy Races (Step-by-Step)

Naming Elemental Races

Naming Fire-Related Races

How To Name Fantasy Places

Ask games:

Character Ask Game #1

Character Ask Game #2

Character Ask Game #3

Miscellaneous:

Writing Tips

Writing Fantasy

Miscommunication Prompts

Variety in Sentence Structure (avoiding repetition)

[sillygoose1777]

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

[sillygoose1777]

Small fantasy worldbuilding elements you might want to think about:

A currency that isn’t gold-standard/having gold be as valuable as tin

A currency that runs entirely on a perishable resource, like cocoa beans

A clock that isn’t 24-hours

More or less than four seasons/seasons other than the ones we know

Fantastical weather patterns like irregular cloud formations, iridescent rain

Multiple moons/no moon

Planetary rings

A northern lights effect, but near the equator

Roads that aren’t brown or grey/black, like San Juan’s blue bricks

Jewelry beyond precious gems and metals

Marriage signifiers other than wedding bands

The husband taking the wife's name / newlyweds inventing a new surname upon marriage

No concept of virginity or bastardry

More than 2 genders/no concept of gender

Monotheism, but not creationism

Gods that don’t look like people

Domesticated pets that aren’t re-skinned dogs and cats

Some normalized supernatural element that has nothing to do with the plot

Magical communication that isn’t Fantasy Zoom

“Books” that aren’t bound or scrolls

A nonverbal means of communicating, like sign language

A race of people who are obligate carnivores/ vegetarians/ vegans/ pescatarians (not religious, biological imperative)

I’ve done about half of these myself in one WIP or another and a little detail here or there goes a long way in reminding the audience that this isn’t Kansas anymore.

[sillygoose1777]

if you're trying to get into the head of your story's antagonist, try writing an "Am I the Asshole" reddit post from their perspective, explaining their problems and their plans for solving them. Let the voice and logic come through.

[sillygoose1777]

When your Character...

Gets into: A Fight ⚜ ...Another Fight ⚜ ...Yet Another Fight

Hates Someone ⚜ Kisses Someone ⚜ Falls in Love

Calls Someone they Love ⚜ Dies / Cheats Death ⚜ Drowns

is...

A Ballerina ⚜ A Child ⚜ Interacting with a Child ⚜ A Cheerleader

A Cowboy ⚜ A Genius ⚜ A Lawyer ⚜ A Pirate ⚜ A Spy

A Wheelchair User ⚜ A Zombie ⚜ Beautiful ⚜ Dangerous ⚜ Drunk

Funny ⚜ In a Coma ⚜ In a Secret Society ⚜ Injured ⚜ Shy

needs...

A Magical Item ⚜ An Aphrodisiac ⚜ A Fictional Poison

A Coping Strategy ⚜ A Drink ⚜ A Medicinal Herb ⚜ A Mentor

Money ⚜ A Persuasion Tactic ⚜ A Quirk ⚜ To be Killed Off

To Become Likable ⚜ To Clean a Wound ⚜ To Self-Reflect

To Find the Right Word, but Can't ⚜ To Say No ⚜ To Swear

loves...

Astronomy ⚜ Baking ⚜ Cooking ⚜ Cocktails ⚜ Food ⚜ Oils

Dancing ⚜ Fashion ⚜ Gems ⚜ Herbal Remedies ⚜ Honey

Mushrooms ⚜ Mythology ⚜ Numbers ⚜ Perfumes

Roses ⚜ Sweets ⚜ To Argue ⚜ To Insult ⚜ To Kiss

To Make False Claims ⚜ Wine ⚜ Wine-Tasting ⚜ Yoga

has/experiences...

Allergies ⚜ Amnesia ⚜ Bereavement ⚜ Bites & Stings

Bruises ⚜ Caffeine ⚜ CO Poisoning ⚜ Color Blindness

Facial Hair ⚜ Fainting ⚜ Fevers ⚜ Food Allergies

Food Poisoning ⚜ Fractures ⚜ Frostbite ⚜ Hypothermia

Injuries ⚜ Jet Lag ⚜ Kidnapping ⚜ Manipulation ⚜ Mutism

Pain ⚜ Paranoia ⚜ Poisoning ⚜ More Pain & Violence

Scars ⚜ Trauma ⚜ Viruses ⚜ Wounds

[these are just quick references. more research may be needed to write your story...]

Writing Resources PDFs

[sillygoose1777]

EVERYONE(!) I’m blazing this post because at this pace we might barely hit 1,000,000 signatures—or just fall short. PLEASE reblog this post, no matter where you are from, so we can reach as many EU citizens as possible and end this horrible practice!

[sillygoose1777]

a writing competition i was going to participate in again this year has announced that they now allow AI generated content to be submitted

their reasoning being that "we couldn't ban it even if we wanted to, every writer already uses it anyway"

"Every writer"?

come on

[sillygoose1777]

Friendly fire

Whumpee always seemed to fall sick. Not a cold but horribly sick— delusional and fever dazed with aching bones and nausea. They hate being sick. They tried to work through it but couldn’t and they were sick so often they felt useless with the team.

Only thing that made them feel better was Medic loved being their bedside vigil. They wouldn’t even remember some days but Medic would dote and take care of Whumpee and just seemed to adore fussing over them. They always could just sense when whumpee was sick.

Whumpee skips a dose of medicine and suddenly feels better. It dawns on them that Medic may be the cause of their sudden illnesses and just adored the control over their vulnerability .

[sillygoose1777]

Farewell online privacy

[sillygoose1777]

I adore a whumpee that's snippy and defiant and an all around asshole

but what about a whumper that enjoys it

a whumper that's hugging and squeezing whumpee while they claw at their captor, shouting curses at them, and it only makes whumper love them more

whumper papering their beloved whumpee and relishing in the the way whumpee kicks and screems

a whumper that would rather die than have to watch whumpee lose that spark in their eyes

[sillygoose1777]

Caretaker's pulse was on 180, their ears still ringing from the gunshots. They took a few steps aside, leaning against the chipped wall of a building that had turned into ruins a long time ago, trying to catch their breath. A quick look down their body assured them that they luckily survived this gunfight mostly unharmed, only carrying a few bruises and scrapes here and there.

It hadn't taken long for caretaker's team to establish dominance and force the members of the terrorist cell to leave their outpost and retreat quickly. Caretaker looked around, spotting several members of their team slowly appearing from the ruins, when suddenly a small groan made their head snap back to the house they were leaning against.

With their rifle raised caretaker slowly followed the sounds, entering the building, where they quickly spotted whumpee sitting on the ground with their back against the wall, trying to wrap their blood-soaked jacket around their shoulder to stop the blood from gushing out of a serious-looking gunshot wound.

"Medic!"

Caretaker quickly laid their rifle aside and crouched down next to whumpee, pressing their hand onto the wound. From the looks of whumpee's thrown together attire, they were likely one of the locals that decided to join caretaker's team on that mission.

"You okay, pal?"

Whumpee nodded weakly as caretaker's friend, medic, rushed in and began checking whumpee's wound, pulling out their first aid kit.

"We need to get you back to the trucks as soon as possible. I don't have much material to treat you on me right now. Can you walk?"

Medic began wrapping a pressure bandage around whumpee's injured shoulder.

"Yeah, I think I'll manage," whumpee replied with a raspy voice.

Caretaker picked up their discarded bloody jacket to make sure it wouldn't get left behind. As they sloppily folded it together, they noticed a familiar emblem stitched on it.

Fuck.

Despite the blood soaking everything in dark red, it was clearly identifiable as the logo of the terrorist group.

Caretaker grabbed their rifle again and trained it on whumpee, who bit their lip and slowly raised their hands.

"What?" asked medic, turning their head to caretaker.

Caretaker eyed whumpee suspiciously and kicked their discarded gun away from the two.

"He's a terrorist," caretaker pressed out, "Search him for other weapons."

[sillygoose1777]

Cyborg Whump - Phantom Pain (bthb)

AN: I went from having fear of ruining this project to writing 3 pieces for it in 2 days lol

Bingo Card

Master Post

CWs: phantom pain, miscommunication

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The house was warm when Caretaker woke up, a wonderful feeling in comparison to the icy conditions outside. She hummed to herself, walking around in loose pants and a tanktop. Her second cup of coffee in hand, she walked by Whumpee's room and heard a low groan.

Fear struck Caretaker, remembering a number of times she had walked into his room to find him suffering. She opened the door swiftly, making sure she wouldn't spook him.

Whumpee was curled around himself, clutching his mechanical side, eyes squeezed shut in clear pain. He opened them when Caretaker entered and tried to speak, only ending up with a gasped breath and a few broken syllables.

Caretaker put down her drink, having almost dropped it in surprise, "Whumpee show me where it hurts."

They had been through this before. From all of the tinkering Caretaker has done in his chest, they had run into complications a few times. She mentally ran through all of the possible emergency hatch openings in his chest, pulling her pry key from its place on his bedstand.

Caretaker held his shoulders and searched his face, remembering the last times this happened, "If you can't tell me where it hurts, can I open you up?"

Whumpee shook his head almost imperceptibly, looking to her and speaking with a shockingly gentle tone, "Don't worry."

This stopped Caretaker dead in her tracks. She tentatively placed a hand on his cheek, "What do you mean? What is hurting you?"

"It's just-" he paused, breathing deep as his figure tightened somewhat, the mechanical fingers on his left hand spasming slightly, "It's just phantom pain, love."

Caretaker deflated, "I'm sorry," she gently kissed his nose, "Let me go get you some pain meds."

"I love you," he called after her as she left the room.

The moment the door was closed, Caretaker slammed her fist into a wall, muttering low enough for only her to hear, "You idiot. You overreacted and now he feel bad." Her hands dug through her hair as she rushed to the spot next to the couch she knew Whumpee's pain meds to be.

Caretaker fumbled with the child lock on it. She couldn't forget messing up like this before. The longer she struggles with this stupid bottle, the longer her favorite person has to endure pain.

With two pills in hand, she made her way back in, almost too guilty to look him in the eye, "I've got them. Do you need help sitting up?"

Whumpee shook his head, still clutching his side as he started to push himself up with his cybernetic arm, "Thank you, dear."

She helped him take a sip of water and watched him carefully, "Anything I can do?"

Whumpee swallowed the first pill, smiling weakly, "Make my body stop being a jerk."

Caretaker couldn't help but smile, "You know that's my job already. But maybe some cuddles will help."

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Tagging: @tildeathiwillwrite @whumperofworlds @mysticalshadow351

[sillygoose1777]

a living weapon whumpee that’s a sidekick of the villain.

the villain groomed whumpee to be the perfect weapon—emotionless, effective, with no will of their own.

once the villain sees that whumpee is no longer useful to them or their plans, they throw them out as if they were nothing more than a broken toy to them. .

hero finds whumpee—broken and lost, believing that they’re still enemies, the hero captures them with little resistance from whumpee.

bonus points: if the villain seeks to reclaim whumpee, believing that whumpee is just an object, for them to use.

[sillygoose1777]

Dare I suggest one of my favourite tropes ?

Whumpee wrongfully locked up in a psych ward, and being driven mad by the imprisonment. 19th century psych wards are so good for that.

When he's rescued, caretaker can't recognise him anymore.

Love your work !

- @whumpisgoodwhumpislife

Yes, I got so excited when this request came through. Asylum history is one of my favorites, and it has been a special interest of mine for almost fifteen years now. I hope this is to your liking.

Sorry it got a bit long. -Mj

Disclaimer, before you read: thus story does use rude language toward the mentally ill. That is due to the time frame of when this story is set. Unfortunately it was a dark time back then, I have studied this part of history for years. Nit a good time for the mentally ill. Thankfully a few people led the way to benefit these persons. Dorothea Dix being one of my favorites. I hope you enjoy this story.

Caretaker had only left them outside for a few minutes. They just needed to grab a cloth to wipe some spilt water from Whumpee's shirt.

Whumpee accidentally dribbled some of their drink and was bound to do it again.

Caretaker whistled as they started back outside.

They looked outside and saw Whumpee being carried away on horse.

Whumpee's screams matched Caretaker's.

"Stop.... where are you taking them?" Caretaker yelled, "where are you going with my sibling."

Someone rode back to Caretaker until they were a few feet away, "the mad one is being taken to the State Hospital. It is too dangerous to have someone like them out here with us."

"Someone like?", Caretaker was taken back, "they were just sitting by the tree in their wheel chair", Caretaker looked at the tree and saw the chair had been flipped.

"You flipped their chair?", Caretaker frowned.

"The hospital will be just fine for them. You can rest easy", the person turned and road off.

Whumpee continued to scream even when Caretaker couldn't see them anymore.

Caretaker cursed as they lifted the wheel chair and found it had been broken along the seat. Whumpee's blankets laid disheveled on the ground.

"Ma made these", Caretaker mumbled as they tried to shake them off.

Caretaker spun around as they heard a horse approaching.

"I just saw them ride by with Whumpee. Where are they going?", Caretaker's father called as they got closer.

"Th-they must have been watching the house. I went inside to get a cloth to wipe some water off of Whumpee. I came back and they were riding off. They said the state hospital", Caretaker cried, "I was gone for a moment."

"No no no", Caretaker's father turned their horse and raced after them.

"I told those bastards no", Caretaker's father sat in the jail with the sherif, "they came onto my property. Attacked my child, and stole. I have signed papers that said Whumpee was to stay with us. Caretaker wants to take care of them so they can practice doctoring. Whumpee was perfectly content with the situation."

"There is nothing I can do Darryn", the sheriff frowned, "I'm sorry, but they have papers that are above even me. It's state run", they sighed, "maybe it's a good thing. Whumpee might be getting help. It is state run after all."

"No, the best thing is for them to stay with their family. These people have over stepped", Darryn set his jaw angrily, "they kidnapped my child... just because they are a  little different from every one else. I told them no."

"In a few months the judge will be around. What I suggest is preparing a case to take to them. They will be over to go against the orders set on Whumpee. Maybe they will agree", the sheriff sighed, "I am truly sorry, but my hands are tied."

Darryn slowly rode home. Defeat weighed heavily on their shoulders.

Caretaker and the family watched as Darryn dismounted.

"I-I shouldn't have left them pa... I'm sorry", Caretaker sobbed.

"It's not your fault Caretaker. You didn't know. You were taking care of our Whumpee", Darryn hugged Caretaker close, "there are some horrible people around. The moment someone who doesn't quite fit in sticks out... well these people just don't understand. It's not your fault."

"Can we get them back?", Ma spoke up.

"Oh we are getting them back. They took my kid, you don't do that to a man", Darryn frowned, "Sheriff can't do anything as it is run by the state. They said the judge is to be here in three months. We need to work on our case and present it to the judge."

"Three months? What about Whumpee?", Caretaker wept.

"I... there is nothing we can do", Darryn sighed, "nothing. Whumpee might be a little different, but they are strong. I believe they will be alright."

Three months passed slowly, but finally the judge came.

The sheriff had rode about a mile out to meet them as they rode in.

This would give Sheriff enough time to explain Whumpee's case before the family piled into the office. They were called upon soon after.

"Your honor" Darryn started, "my child was taken from us. We want them back."

"Yes, Sheriff told me some of this already. You said you had papers that said you denied them the right to take Whumpee, but they were still taken."

"Yes your honor", Darryn nodded and handed the forms.

"My that is a lot of papers", the judge looked up.

"Yes, they asked many many times. Even harassing my other children and my wife", Darryn explained, "I've had to chase them away from my property.... as they would set camp nearby."

"I see... I wonder what their interest was in your child. I haven't had a case like this before. So what are you looking for me to do", the judge looked over the notes.

"We really just want our baby back. Whumpee may require special care, but we made it work. We would like to at least stop this from happening to others as well. Our family hasn't been the same without Whumpee."

"So you say made it work? How do you mean?", the judge leaned back.

"Caretaker here, this is my oldest. They want to become a doctor. They took care of Whumpee. They were, unfortunately, the one who Whumpee was stolen from."

"Oh?", the judge looked at Caretaker.

Caretaker nodded, "I was outside with Whumpee. We were just going to sit in the sun, and I was going to read. They like it when you read to them. They dribbled some water from their mouths, so I just ran in for a cloth to wipe them off. When I came back, the wheel chair was knocked over and broken. They were racing off with Whumpee. My Pa came right after."

"Your honor, they were stalking my kids. Ready to steal when they saw their chance", Darryn tried to contain their anger.

The judge nodded, "I agree with you. I will take this case as a top priority. I will call on the hospital to come and give me their statement. They will be required to return your child to you. Let's see if we can get some support because of the troubles they've caused."

It took a few days to get officials of the hospital to come back to the town.

Darryn and their family almost jumped out of their skin when they heard Whumpee's wailing outside of the courtroom.

"I've never heard them yell like that", Caretaker whispered to their father, who nodded in reply.

Everyone watched in astonishment when the door opened and Whumpee was pushed in.

"Wh-why are their hands tied to the chair?", Darryn whispered hoarsely, "what have you done to my child?"

Whumpee fought against the restraints. Their skin was caked with dirt and who knows what else.

"Ca... Ca... Ca", Whumpee looked up at Caretaker, and fought against the restraints.

Caretaker bolted to Whumpee's side.

The officials attempted to stand in the way, but Caretaker knocked them over.

"Get out of my way", Caretaker yelled.

The judge sat with their jaw dropped.

"I'm here, I'm here Whumpee", Caretaker started to untie their wrist, but hurried to cup Whumpee's face to comfort them, "I am so sorry."

Whumpee cried as Caretaker continued to comfort them.

The judge looked toward the town doctor who had been invited to sit in.

"Doc, can you confirm that this is how Whumpee looked... before they were taken away?", the judge felt a lump in their throat.

"No, Whumpee did not look this. Whumpee was not so frail and... and they at least had some sense. This is not the one I took care of", the Doc stared at Whumpee, "I taught Caretaker how to take care of Whumpee. They did good work for their sibling. I can tell you Caretaker would never allow Whumpee to look li..like this."

"Thanyou Doc", the Judge nodded, "I expected that."

The judge turned to look at Darryn, "Darryn what are you thinking?"

Darryn stared at Whumpee. Their throat closed as they choked back tears.

"How could someone do this to... that's my child. Kidnapped from my home. What have they done to my kid?", Darryn felt tears slide down their cheek.

They hugged their wife close as she cried uncontrollably.

"I will now hear from the officials of the hospital", Judge looked at them, "you both have some explaining to do. How did you think it was alright to bring them looking like that?"

"They received the care they required in our hospital. We do believe that with a little while longer, they will be a great addition to civilization. They are still too wild at this point. Still an animal."

"That doesn't answer my questions", the judge frowned, "let's start here. Why were their hands tied to the chair?"

"A wild beast must be taught properly. They will do mischief to themself or others if not tied down and beaten", the hospital officials looked toward Whumpee, "this is the most settled they've been since they came into our care. It is working."

"They are only settled because they are in my arms", Caretaker yelled forcibly as they hugged Whumpee closer into their chest.

"Tell me about the care they received", the judge dared ask.

The officials looked at each other, "you have no right to ask."

"Oh, I do though", the judge furrowed their brows, "this family has a right to know."

"Lunatics require domination. They were whipped and bled repeatedly. They would give us a quiet night when beaten to the verge of passing out. We would give them drugs in their food to make them sick. This brings even the strongest willed patients to a behaved state."

"They're missing some teeth", Doc, who had decided to help Caretaker look over Whumpee, spoke up, "it was nothing done here in town."

"Yes they had a biting problem", the officials explained, "we removed teeth to teach them better."

"I've heard enough", the judge looked at Whumpee, "the fact this dear one went through all of this. To think other patients are going through the same procedures", the judge sighed, "Whumpee is to be returned to their family. Their family is to receive funds to help care for them. Justice will be served. You may never touch them again. I will do everything in my power to ensure this hospital and others like it are searched and brought to order. No one should ever be treated like this. Mad or not."

"They are not human though. Only a beast", the officials argued and walked toward Whumpee.

Caretaker stepped in front of Whumpee to block them, Darryn and Doc also stepped up.

"How dare you limit this great movement in medical science. We are making history", the officials stepped back.

"Not with my child", Darryn growled.

"Sheriff arrest those two. A full investigation will be brought upon the hospital", the judge ordered, "Darryn I will talk with you tomorrow on what your family will require for Whumpee's care. Recess for today."

"You can't do this", the officials yelled as the sheriff and two deputies dragged them out.

"Doc, do they look alright?", Caretaker held Whumpee's hand as Doc did an exam.

Whumpee shook nervously as Doc worked.

"They will need a lot of care. Not just physically, but they need some good loving from your family. They are terrified. They also need some good rest and some good food."

Caretaker nodded, "Ma and Pa hurried home to get to work."

"I will ride out to your home in a few days to see how they are settling. I think when they see that they are safe, and in your care again, they should settle. It will be a lot of work. Are you ready for this?"

Caretaker looked at Whumpee lovingly, "wh-what if I make another mistake."

"Another mistake? What was your first?", Doc looked up curiously.

"I took my eyes off of them", Caretaker frowned, "then all of this. I don't deserve their forgiveness."

"You walked away to get them something. You were caring for your sibling in the normal way. You didn't know people were there to take Whumpee from you", Doc sighed, "unfortunately we definitely can see how far Whumpee can be pushed. I think any mistakes you do make won't even compare to the hell they just survived. Mistakes are human, I even make mistakes."

"Ca... Ca... Ca" Whumpee reached for Caretaker.

"Seems to me they already forgive you and are ready to have you take care of them again. Are you ready to take on the responsibility again?"

Caretaker reached for Whumpee's hand and gently squeezed it, "I am."

"Slow down Whumpee" Caretaker shoveled another spoonful into Whumpee's eager mouth.

"Look at them... they are starved. It must feel good to eat with no worries about the drugs", Ma watched, "my poor baby."

"Eh", Whumpee whined.

"I'm coming. I need to eat to", Caretaker smiled, "Doc says the drugged food was to get them to be nauseous or to get them to sleep. They had overheard some people talking when they were out of town."

"My poor baby", Ma repeated, "they can eat all they want."

"Doc says to be careful. They could get an upset stomach of they eat too much too quickly."

"Maybe after dinner we can gather around and Caretaker could read to us again", Darryn looked up, "it's been a while."

Caretaker nodded, "we can do that pa."

Darryn got the fire going again and joined his family. Caretaker reached for the book their family had been reading through before Whumpee was taken.

Whumpee rested in their Ma's arms.

"We have our baby back", Ma played with Whumpee's fingers like they use to play.

Caretaker smiled at their family as they wiped away some dust from the book.

"We have our family together again', Caretaker smiled at their Pa.

Darryn smiled as they nodded.

Taglist. As always please let me know if you want to be added or taken off of the list. It's not a problem at all.

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@thenormalestever @whatwhump

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Special tag @whumpisgoodwhumpislife thankyou for requesting.

[sillygoose1777]

Whumpee who is captured by the enemy and given to one of their high ranking members (B). It's meant to be a humiliation for their enemies, to show that the once proud and mighty Whumpee is reduced to nothing but a slave to B.

B accepts, of course. They can't decline. But they're not too fond of the idea.

Whumpee is brought to B's chambers and their shackles are connected to the wall. They're too dangerous to let free.

B gets close to them, within reach, and Whumpee instantly attacks, trying to choke them with their chains. But B can fight, and Whumpee is weakened, so they overpower them and pin them down. They make it very clear Whumpee is to never do that again.

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Time goes on, and life settles in this weird new dynamic. Whumpee is just... there. A prisoner is B's room. They're not being given much to eat, and B get tired of that, so they drag their dining table over to Whumpee and share their meal.

They start talking to Whumpee more, and some conversations almost feel normal.

They unchain Whumpee from the wall at onw point, to go on a walk, to take them to the training field and spar with them (though they never take off the shackles).

And... it's nice. Whumpee is rude and snaps at B and doesn't treat them like everyone else does and B likes it.

It's wrong, it's very wrong because Whumpee is a prisoner here and *not* their friend. Yet B can't stop caring for them.

[sillygoose1777]

im not usually big on hero x villain whump but today im thinking of the two hottest roles in them. villain and medic. i want to combine the two

villain's own medic treating them

"doctor's orders"

"i said bed rest"

"you might be a criminal mastermind or whatever but believe me, those sutures do not care"

villain's medic being the only one in a cushy position

"you know medic, if anyone else talked to me like this, they wouldn't have their tongue now" "but i'm not anyone else, am i?"

villain's own medic being their favourite on the team

"they're the most useful"

"all of you other idiots are practically useless"

villain being their own medic because i guess the evil budget only allowed for evil henchmen

the enemy medic begrudgingly treating villain

"i'm only doing this because i have principles"

"i'm under oath"

"suffering is suffering, and i just can't bear to watch it"

the enemy medic sabotaging villain's recovery

"i've never wanted to leave anyone to suffer before... that changed today"

"you know what's in this syringe? no? good"

evil medic moments?? so good. top tier. both a villain and a medic hold so much power and im just ahdhfj feral for them