“thanks.. dad..” says whumpee, their voice rough and low, as caretaker threads their fingers through their tangled hair
vs
“no please-! dad make it stop! it hurts- please-!” as they thrash and scream, arching away from whumper’s blade as they slice and carve into their skin, caretaker watching in chains
Imagine Whumpee being magically so beautiful and breathtaking that all mortals are just falling on their knees before them.
Whumper treated them as their pretty bird in a cage. Kisses, compliments, unwanted pets and affection.
After the rescue, Caretaker... without a second thought decides to never mention how captivated they feel. Because they think it's unfair that Whumpee can't have any true relations with mortals for who they actually are.
(C:) "I never told you this, but..."
(W:) "I knew you loved me, Caretaker. Because you never told me"
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(Also that's what I found after searching for pretty man in gifs)
Got caught trying to escape by your captor? Gaslight them!
"And where do you think you're goin-"
"Oh my god, Whumper, I've been looking for you everywhere!!"
"...What?"
"You had me worried sick!! Do not make me worry like that again, Whumper. Do you realize how hard it was to get out of those chains?? Do you?? I scraped up my hands getting out of them!! Do you have any idea what could have happened if I hadn't gotten out?? I could have died from worry and it would have been all your fault!!"
Turns out that while I'm whumpdreaming I look like I'm about to cry.. But- I have so much fun, I'm probably just imitating Whumpee's expression. It's like while drawing sad characters.
So I can't daydream in peace without drawing attention!
Caretaker who isn’t very good with emotions. They love Whumpee, they saved them, but now Whumpee is still so rattled and distraught and Caretaker has no idea what to say to make them feel better. They want to fix this, to soothe Whumpee from their pain, if only they could find the right words.
But…Whumpee isn’t asking for words. They’re somehow beginning to calm down, comforted by being able to hold onto Caretaker and rest their head against them. They feel safe, even without Caretaker telling them they were.
Maybe just being with Whumpee, just holding them, was enough.
(W): "Go on. Do your worst" (C) ".... Whumpee, look at it closely. It's a tiny bandage. With a kitten pattern on it. At this point I don't know what else to use to be even less threatening"
(C:) "You should at least try to eat. If you don't like this type of food, you can-" (W:) "What? Starve? Or let you push it down my throat? No matter how creative can you be, you won't impress me" (C:) "I meant tell me your preferences. I'm still learning to cook, you know"
(C:) "Do you want a hug?" (W:) "Do I have a choice to NOT be anywhere near you?" (C:) "Dude, you could just say no :'c "
(C:) *comically tearing up* "At this point I don't think you even like me a tiny bit!!" (W:) "S-stop that. What are you doing?" (C:) "What do you think?! I'm crying, cause you refuse to be friends with me! And I tried so hard!" (W:) "....s-stop that watery thing. I don't like it. It's concerning"
Imagine Caretaker secretly being a telepath or dream traveller.
And Caretaker giving Whumpee all those dreams, because they couldn't rescue them in real life.
Maybe they were both prisoners in separate cells and Whumpee didn't know about it?
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"Why did you never come for me? Why didn't you ever try?"
"Believe me. I was always with you. As much as I could"
The whumpee would dream of escaping, of being comforted, and of freedom every night, only to wake up in the same empty cell. It came to the point where the whumpee would try to sleep as much as possible, as dream were their only source of comfort at this point.