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Hello, I am Ahmed from Gaza. I have launched a campaign to save my family’s children from the current famine in Gaza. The fundraising campaign will provide food, drink, clothing and shelter for my family’s children. I hope you will participate in the campaign and donate to it if you can.

Vetted by @90-ghost

https://gofund.me/a702e0b7

❕❕❕ please help in any way you can, if anyone sees this

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If you like the "there's no one around to hear you scream"-trope, please consider the "there's plenty of people around to hear you scream, but none of them care about you"-trope (especially if whumpee first thought the people would care)

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Whump question : how about a Caretaker cleaning a badly injured whumpees wounds gently

Or a whumper doing it harshly srubbing and digging into Open bleeding flesh?

tw: sh mention

Gentle Caretaker 100%, especially if there was an angsty injury reveal involved beforehand.

I'm all for hurting a whumpee, but I feel like the pain doesn't have quite the same power if there's no gentle care to provide contrast. However, harsh cleaning from Whumper if Whumpee's wounds are self-inflicted is a god-tier scenario. Whumper/whumpee relationships are largely about control and power, so how dare Whumpee try to take some of that back by causing their own pain? If the pain doesn't belong to Whumper, then Whumpee is not allowed to feel it.

But as I said before, gentle caretakers for the win. I love when whumpees get to be vulnerable, and Caretaker cleaning them up is the perfect scenario.

Hurt your whumpees, but give them some love occasionally. Hell knows they've earned it.

(I raise you the following question: Whumper cleaning Whumpee's wounds with care or a harsh/reluctant Caretaker that just wants to get dealing with Whumpee over with?)

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whumpee is numb to it all, whumper's raised voices and plates shattering next to them.

caretaker shows up with gentle words and warm mugs of cocoa. but whumpee keeps their guard up, they ignore caretaker's attempts to get them to open up and stay shut down

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Vox has that smile that makes me want to crush all of his hopes and dreams. I just want to see that poor, little, overcompensating man suffer like no other character. His pain brings me glee.

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Source @hotshotriot

I liked the drawing and wanted to share it with you.

Don't stop talking about Palestine, about the massacres in Gaza, about the famine in Gaza, about the children in Gaza, Also, don't stop sharing and donating, we need you.

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Love when a character is afraid of losing things, but has to be subtle about it

(living weapon) Whumpee who takes extra blankets when Caretaker asks. Makes sure to look equally indifferent to all of them, so when they take one away as a punishment, it’ll still have spares. It’ll still be able to act like Caretaker took away its favourite no matter which one they take.

Whumpee does not consider, even for a second, that Caretaker won’t do that. It knows how things work.

Showing interest in things means having them taken away. Taking comfort in things means having them taken away. Needing things means—

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i hate when i have the perfect idea for a whump scene but i have no ideas for why the scene happens. yeah this guy got kidnapped. for. for plot reasons??? idk you figure it out

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#13

inspo by @/genisis1224 and @/whumperofworlds

content: magical whump, implied torture, restraints, amnesia whump, emotional whump, self-sacrifice

“Don’t!” Whumpee hissed, wheezing from their many injuries. “Don’t you dare— I’ll alert the guards!”

“You won’t,” Caretaker said simply. “And once said guards realise you’ve been wiped clean of all useful information, they’ll have no choice but to let you go.”

Whumpee had been taken weeks prior. Their connection to Caretaker had put a target on their back, and while Caretaker couldn’t directly free them, there was one thing they could do. The only thing they could do. Wipe their entire memory of them. 

“I’d rather die here than forget about you,” Whumpee insisted. They didn’t alert the guards. “So turn around and leave before they realise you got in.”

“I’m doing this to keep you safe, Whumpee. You know that, right?” 

“Don’t. Don’t you dare.” They tugged on their restraints, but there was nothing they could do to physically stop Caretaker. “Don’t touch me. Leave. I’m serious.”

“Are you done checking on the prisoner?” a guard yelled in.

There was no time. 

“I love you,” Caretaker whispered before placing their fingers against Whumpee’s temple. “I love you so much.”

“Don’t—”

They zapped Whumpee in the brain, extracting and trashing all memories of them together. The laughter, the crying, the looks they exchanged during boring meetings, the way they tried to one-up each other during training, the shared meals… It was all gone in a second. The next time Whumpee’s eyes flickered to them, they saw a stranger. A stranger in the enemy’s garb.

“Get the fuck away from me!” Whumpee yelled. 

“Everything okay?” the guard asked again, this time actually entering the cell. 

“Yeah, everything will be once you take your dumbass friend with you!” Whumpee spat at them, and Caretaker had half a mind not to even wipe it off. They deserved it for putting Whumpee in this situation. Maybe they would be able to atone for it by withstanding every insult Whumpee might’ve wanted to hurl at them. 

“Everything’s fine,” Caretaker said. “Prisoner’s in relatively good shape, considering…” They trailed off, and the guard nodded.

“Boss really wants to keep this one. Apparently the little shit was in Caretaker’s closest circle of friends.”

“Caretaker?” Whumpee asked. “Who’s that?”

Caretaker wanted to scream. It’s me. It’s me, it’s me, it’s me. Don’t you remember me? Don’t you love me? 

“Oh, that’s a new act you’re pulling,” the guard said. “Now you suddenly don’t know them at all?”

“Weak attempt,” Caretaker chimed in. 

“Listen here, dipshits,” Whumpee turned to the side and spat out some blood, “I don’t know who that Caretaker person is, and I don’t really care. Either get to it and start beating the shit out of me again, or leave my cell.”

“I guess we ought to leave,” Caretaker sighed. The guard nodded, leading the way out of the room before Whumpee could’ve said anything else. Caretaker kept themself from sneaking one last glance at their best friend. This is how they’d be remembered by them. The crony of the enemy boss. “By the way, are you sure it’s an act?” they asked once they were out. “You know Caretaker can…” They tapped their own temple a couple times, indicating the mind-wipe. 

“Yeah, but how would they have gotten in?” the guard asked with a laugh. “This is a top-security prison. Boss personally oversees it.”

“Well, only time will tell, then.”

“I’m telling you, it’s an act. And once Boss gets down here with the truth serum, it’s over.”

Caretaker smiled at them. “Guess so. Well, I’ll leave you to it.”

Once they left the facility, Caretaker stumbled to their unmarked car and started driving. They didn’t know where, they didn’t care how, they would’ve barely cared if they got into an accident. Whumpee, their Whumpee, would never remember them again. 

This was for the best. They had to remember that this was for the best. Even when they broke down crying, tears obstructing their vision of the road, they repeated, “They loved you. They loved you while they remembered.”

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Send nudes?

Nah, send whump instead!

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a lot of media assumes robots would be immortal but i think its a lot more interesting to explore robots dealing with their parts wearing down and battery life shortening and all the horrible little failings that come with being a complicated machine. sure they can replace parts but you'd assume you cant completely ship of theseus them, or it'd have pretty big rammifications on their sense of identity. idk. give me robots with distinct, unique signs of aging. as a treat.

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"pathetic" is almost the hottest thing a man can be, second only to "in pain"

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cw: overdose, unintentional misuse of medication

Pet Whumpee who feels horrible for waking Caretaker up with their nightmares that they start taking any sleep medication they can get. They think each pill counts for one hour. They fall asleep hoping Caretaker will finally have some decent sleep. Imagine their confusion when they wake up in a hospital with Caretaker in shambles around.

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I know actual character death isn't massively popular in the whump community but I would love to see more content surrounding Caretaker's grief if Whumpee died.

Grief is such a complex, painful thing with so many emotions attached to it. Hollow, lonely, numb, angry, sad, overwhelmed, that weird kind of peace when you've finally accepted it but somehow don't feel any better.

Just something for emotional whump enjoyers to think about.

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“They did that to you? And you let them?”

“You think I had a say in how I was fucking tortured?”

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Little habits whumpee may not realise is a result of trauma

-Always knowing where every exit is. And always being near an exit.

-Always keeping their back to the wall, never wanting to be caught in an open space.

-Obsessively locking every door, every window, even their own bedroom. They won't relax otherwise.

-Brushing off compliments.

-Being overly defensive.

-Extreme independence. Never relying on anyone, they are fully capable of doing things alone and they are determined to

-Walking quickly. Never lingering, not even for a moment.

-Standing hunched, head down, making themselves as small and inconspicuous as possible. They wear loose, basic clothing, trying to both hide themselves and not stand out

-Lapses in memory. Especially not remembering childhood memories

-Never expressing excitement or want for anything. Never hoping for anything.

-In the same vein, never admit to enjoying anything. They fear they will be mocked, or it will be taken away. Anything can be used against them in some way.

-Being excellent in a crisis, even if they panic in minor situations.

-Perfectionism.

-Silent crying.