written-by-jayy
written-by-jayy
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written-by-jayy · 6 days ago
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Whump Prompt 2
TW: reference to Caretaker death
A living weapon or assassin Whumpee who has a years-long trail of bodies behind them, who is so conditioned by Whumper that when they're told to return, they leave Caretaker fighting ten of Whumper's men and walk away. Her screams mean nothing. He's just another body in the end. Caretaker's death doesn't matter, because after it all, Whumpee forgets the faces of the people they've killed, no matter how they felt about the person. At least, that's what Whumper told them.
They crawl back to Whumper, begging for forgiveness, hoping they can sleep at night.
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written-by-jayy · 10 days ago
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CW: Blood, gore, field medicine, minor caretaker, bullet wounds, gun violence
Whumpee had passed out minutes ago, the pain and blood loss leaving them no choice but to let their eyes roll to the back of their head and their consciousness fade away to nothing.
“Pulse?” Medic asked, making one final incision over the entrance to the wound.
Caretaker pressed two fingers against Whumpee's neck, feeling for a heartbeat. They gave a nod, eyes trained on the body they were holding in place. They didn't want to risk Whumpee thrashing around and worsening their injuries if they were to wake up.
In, two, three, four.
Out, two, three, four.
Caretaker tried to fight off the nausea that tried to overtake them as Medic dug their fingers into the wound, blood spurting in every direction.
“Pulse?” Medic asked once more, trying to keep a constant check-up on whether their patient was alive or not.
Caretaker nodded again, though they weren't sure if the pulse they were feeling was Whumpee's or their own. Fast. Thready. Deafening.
“That's a lot of blood…”
“I know,” Medic said, pulling their red hands away, bullet in between their fingers. “I'm working on it.” Medic grabbed a needle and thread from their kit and began stitching up the wound.
Caretaker tried to calm down because Whumpee was bleeding and there were other problems–bigger problems. Whumpee was bleeding, and that was more important. But Caretaker couldn't breathe, and their chest was burning, and their vision was blurring. And they couldn't breathe.
In, two, three, four.
Out, two, three, four.
“That's… a lot of blood,” Caretaker repeated, voice breathless and hollow. Only then did Medic avert their attention from Whumpee.
•••
Caretaker's face was white as a sheet. Paler than Whumpee's, and Whumpee was losing a lot of blood. Medic was worried. He had seen that look before.
“Hey, Caretaker,” Medic said, needle piercing Whumpee's flesh. They just had to stop the bleeding. Whumpee would get properly fixed up back at base. They just had to stop the bleeding.
“Y-yeah?” Caretaker stuttered, hands practically vibrating against Whumpee's chest as they held onto them.
They're too young for this, Medic thought, watching the teen stare at Whumpee with wide, panicked eyes. They shouldn't be here.
Caretaker had a gun in the holster, safety still on. A knife, clean and unused. Whoever thought they were ready for this was wrong. Dead wrong.
“Just… Close your eyes, okay?” Medic made another stitch in the wound, slowly but surely sealing it together. “Make sure their pulse is steady. Tell me if it stops or gets too fast. That's all you have to do.”
“O-okay.” Caretaker closed their eyes and tried to take deep breaths. Medic could see that they were trying.
Medic would've tried to comfort them, but they had a bigger problem at the moment. They just had to stop the bleeding.
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written-by-jayy · 29 days ago
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Obsessed w this TwT
Speaking of sleep in whump. I do in fact have a vivid daydream about a group hanging out together nd having fun until suddenly one of them shushes everyone else and theyre all like ???? tf
And the camera pans over to The Character. The one who still insists theyre only part of the group bc theyre forced to be. Who will come to the parties but always sits in a corner and mopes. Who has, very clearly, never lowered their guard around others. Always tense, always on edge.
And right now? Right now they are asleep. Just completely knocked out. Asleep in a way that cannot be faked, that everyone in the team immediately recognizes as genuine. Perhaps even snoring a bit! No one remembers ever seeing their face like this - completely relaxed and peaceful, their usual scowl smoothed over.
Needless to say everyone treats it with the importance it deserves. After all it's a major step forward, a sign that the character is finally putting their trust in them. Feeling safe enough to leave themself completely vulnerable in their presence. Knowing they'll keep them safe and not take advantage of that trust.
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written-by-jayy · 2 months ago
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Whumpee that is so scared of Caretaker they'd rather be in one of Whumper's patronizing embraces again.
They crave the familiarity even if it hurts them. They can't trust anyone but Whumper anymore. How do they know Caretaker isn't gonna trick them and treat them worse?
And Whumper? Whumper is all for it, watching from afar. Giggling to themselves as Whumpee fails to bond with Caretaker. Taunting Caretaker that they can always return Whumpee to safe hands.
When Whumpee spots Whumper they almost wanna run into their arms but don't because that would make Caretaker mad. They didn't know what an angry Caretaker could do. Even if Whumper had inflicted so many scars onto Whumpee's body, at least Whumper was predictable unlike Caretaker.
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written-by-jayy · 2 months ago
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Prompts for whumpee being scared of their caretaker?
A classic and a favorite :D
Whump Prompt List: Whumpee Scared of Caretaker
Content: Needles, Whump
Whumpee scampering on the floor, scooting back frantically from Caretaker's reach. Their wide and serious eyes say everything else that needed to said.
Caretaker expected the frightened monster to snap at them. The soul crushing whimpering and minimized form never crossed their mind.
The screaming echoed down Caretaker's halls. Whumpee pleaded with their "new torturer", thrashing underneath restraints. Caretaker tried to tell them that this was the last resort. Flicking the syringe, they sighed.
Hide. That was the only thing in whumpee's mind. They watched the obscured visuals of a pacing caretaker repeatedly go through the gaps between the closet door and the frame.
Whumpee knew what Caretaker wanted. Caretaker wanted exaclty what whumper wanted, and they needed to leave before push came to shove.
I'd come up with some more, but I wrote these while half-asleep
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written-by-jayy · 2 months ago
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One of my favourite ways for the team to find out about The Horrors™ is to be sent a video of it by Whumper. Maybe the file was obvious about its contents, maybe the contents was disguised. Either way, the team watch the footage and they are horrified.
Is Whumpee with them when they watch the footage? Do they try to quietly slip away — realising what's about to be shown far before anyone else — but find themself frozen in place by panic as the others catch on?
Or does the team discover the footage without Whumpee, and have to decide whether to confront Whumpee or pretend they didn't see it? Does Whumpee walk in while it's playing, or walk past the open door and run away before the team can turn around and notice?
So much fun to be had.
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written-by-jayy · 3 months ago
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lol as someone with Raynaud’s, I WIULD LOVE TO SEE IT IN WHUMP same with RLS. Just the complete discomfort that isn’t quite bad enough to justify complaining. You can’t ask for help because there’s nothing anyone can do.
And. They can affect your day to day life as well. With Raynauds my hands and feet go numb faster than normal and at less cold temperatures as well, even just a too-cold breeze or shower can make my hands stop working right for a bit and not to mention it HURTS when they heat up again as stated in the original post. As for RLS it severely affects my sleep (that’s just the biggest issue not the only one) AND on top of general insomnia makes me constantly tired af. It’s awesome :)
Relatively harmless but rather annoying ways to cause your characters pain:
Raynaud's syndrome: causes your fingers & toes to change colour in the cold due to funky blood circulation. It hurts! (numbness, pins & needles also included. can also affect your lips, ears, and nose.)
Tinnitus: ringing or buzzing noises in your ear that are not caused by external stimuli. Does it physically hurt? No. Will it drive your Whumpee up the wall? Absolutely. Especially if they're already in pain or overstimulated.
Costochondritis: inflammation where your ribs join your breastbone. It's harmless and resolves on its own, but it hurts like a motherfucker and can mimic the symptoms of a heart attack. Fun!
Too much coffee: the last time I ever risked a caffeinated drink I ended up with heart palpitations, nausea, chest pain, insomnia, and dizziness. 0/10. Only took two cups to achieve this. Make sure your whumpees know their limits. (all symptoms resolved within 36 hours).
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written-by-jayy · 3 months ago
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written-by-jayy · 3 months ago
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Prompt #10
Little things
Masterlist
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Stoic, human weapon or team leader whumpee, who has been through hell and back countless times. The team knows this and due to Whumpee's stoic and cold nature, everyone tends to keep their distance, thinking they’re a ticking time bomb.
One day, the new member of the team is looking for them, needing to inform them of the upcoming team meeting. They've heard the rumors, they've noticed how the others keep their distance, so naturally, they're quite nervous. Though they themself haven't spent nearly enough time around Whumpee to form their own opinion, nor confirm/deny the rumors. They acknowledge this and swallow their anxiety.
They knock on whumpee's bedroom door and when there's no answer, they slowly and hesitantly open the door. There's no one there. What they do see, however is yarn splayed on the bed. They don't think much of it and close the door as they turn to leave and continue their search.
They enter the kitchen and freeze when they see Whumpee, of all people, pulling cookies from the oven.
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I have a few ideas of where it could go from here but don't want to turn this into a whole story lol. Idk, lmk if you'd like me to write one tho.
Anyway, just stoic/traumatized whumpees finding peace in small things like baking, knitting/crocheting, etc.
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written-by-jayy · 4 months ago
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Maybe will give some motivation :)
Reblog if it's okay to invade your ask box
Always
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written-by-jayy · 4 months ago
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Yesss TwT
You know what? A whumpee who never cries. Maybe they came from an unstable or stressful background. No matter how much whumper screams at them, humiliates them, tortures them, they're just taking it all not necessarily stoicly, but they sure aren't reacting as strongly as most would.
And then they're rescued. Caretaker sees the stress and pain written all over their face. Wordlessly pulls whumpee into their arms.
And whumpee just breaks down.
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written-by-jayy · 4 months ago
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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
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written-by-jayy · 6 months ago
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Watermelon’s Whump Game
•••Masterlist•••
Master of Masterlists
#1 - Everything I wanted - (TW: Car crash, suicide, implied past sexual assault, MCD, drowning)
#2 - Hayloft (finally coming 8/06)
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written-by-jayy · 6 months ago
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🌍💔 From Gaza: A Thank You, and a Plea for Help
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With love and endless appreciation, Mosab & Family ❤️
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written-by-jayy · 6 months ago
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Living weapon whumpee conditioned to different things for different words, like attack, kneel, etc.
The whumpee’s friends accidentally saying one of the recently saved whumpee’s condition words, like “attack” so the whumpee starts fighting. The team can’t get the whumpee to stop, forcing them to use another one of the whumpee’s condition words to stop them.
The helplessness of the whumpee??!?!? The team feeling so guilty for making the whumpee stop by using another condition word, but it was the only way to stop them!?!!!!!
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written-by-jayy · 6 months ago
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So, I know this may look a little scary. There is a lot of Russian as it is set in Russia (it only makes sense that characters speak their native language). This story gave me a lot of practice with Russian, which I needed. All of the Russian has been highlighted with the English translation next to it. I hope everyone enjoys. Special thanks to @weirdthingweee who helped with planning this story.
"Radimir, are you sure I can't use my cane?", Whumpee held tightly onto their friend's hand, "it would be a little easier for both of us if you had a free hand."
"Unfortunately, the Metro is at its busiest. You would be hitting a lot of people's ankles with your guide staff", Radimir looked around, "it's best that you don't let go until we both get on the train. That way, I won't lose you."
"Извините (pardon me)", Whumpee heard Radimir.
"It's so weird being somewhere and not understanding anything of what's going on. The announcements, the mix of everyone talking. Plus being blind anyways", Whumpee giggled lightly, "kind of more awkward than normal."
"Yes, I have that type of sensory overload in the bussier parts of America", Radimir turned, "and in the countries that I do not speak the language. We've got to go."
"Wait?", Whumpee frowned.
"Слепой ироходит (blind person coming through)", Radimir pulled a little quicker, causing Whumpee to stumble and fall.
Without looking, Radimir hurried to grab a hand and hurried onto the train.
"Sorry I caused you to stumble, there were a lot of people going for the tra....", Radimir turned to see that they were not holding Whumpee's hand.
The stranger seemed just as confused.
"Извини (sorry)", Radimir quickly released the stranger's hand.
"Спасибо, что помогли мне сесть на поезд (thanks for helping me get on the train)", the person grinned sheepishly.
"Пожалуйста (don't mention it)", Radimir turned quickly, "now where is Whumpee?", they frowned as the doors closed, "no no no."
They got to the door just in time to see someone helping Whumpee off of the ground.
"No no no...  fuck", Radimir moved slightly as the train started to go, "the one thing I didn't want to happen. Now I have a blind American lost in Russia."
Whumpee felt a hand grab them and help them up.
"Thank.. uh спасибо (thankyou)", Whumpee whimpered.
The person helped them to a seat, said something else, and walked away.
Whumpee hurried to pull their papers out: identification, passport, and a note that Radimir had written to explain the situation. They were told that if anyone were to approach them, they needed to hand those items over.
If Radimir did manage to lose them, they needed to stay in one spot until Radimir got back to them. The only way that could change was if the politsiya (Russian police) took them into custody. They were to follow orders, and hope someone spoke English. The note Radimir had written would again hopefully help.
Whumpee shivered slightly. They still had a chill from the outside air.
"This is great", Whumpee mumbled, "I'm lost, I have no way of reaching out to Radimir. I can't see, I can't understand anything. I know there is a possibility, but I hope Radimir gets me before the police do. I don't want to go into custody."
Whumpee blinked away tears.
As time passed the station was growing quiet.
Someone had checked on Whumpee a few times. They had read the note and looked at the passport and identification.
Whumpee was getting more anxious every time the person came by.
Whumpee's heart sank when a group of people could be heard coming closer. Whumpee gulped when they felt them stop in front of them.
Whumpee shakingly handed their papers over.
"We... are... politsiya. You... come... now", they ordered.
Whumpee gulped again, but nodded.
Thirty minutes later, Radimir hurried off the train. They checked everywhere, but Whumpee was gone.
"Great", Radimir sighed. Their phone vibrated, "great", they recognized the number.
"Здравствуйте, ето Radimir (polite hello, this is..)", they sighed.
"Здравствуйте, ето Aleksandr", the person responded, "уа из полиции (I am with the police). Мы взяли под стражу человека, который принадлежит вам (we took somebody into custody who belongs to you)."
"Да, я хочу вернуть их (yes, I want to get them back)", Radimir sighed, "могу ли я прийти и забрать их? (Can I come get them?) Они в порядке? (Are they okay?)"
"Они в безопасности (they are safe). Очень испуганный и робкий (very scared and timid). Мы предоставляем им наилчшее возможное размещение в соответствии с вашими указаниями (we are giving them the best accommodation we can per your note). Ето было очень полезно (that was very helpful)", the officer sighed, "вы можете прийти и подписать бумаги (you can come sign the papers). Что запустит процесс (that will start to process)."
"Процесс? (process?), почему всегда есть процесс? (why is there always a process?) Их ты имеешь уже сколько часов? (you've had them for what, an hour?)"
"Извините, мы должны убедиться, что все сделано по поводу (I apologize, we have to make sure everything is done correctly)", the officer grumbled.
"Да, и вы сохраните их в течение 5 дней после (yes and you'll keep them for 5 days after)", Radimir frowned, "я скоро буду. (I'll be there shortly)"
Radimir hung up and rubbed the side of his head, "I guess this is as good a time as any to call in a special favor."
Radimir made their call, then proceeded to the politsiya station.
"Могу ли я увидкть их? (Can I see them?)", Radimir looked up from the papers they were signing, "убедитесь, что они в порядке... утешить их (make sure they are okay... comfort them)."
"Нет, ето не очень хорошая идея (No, that would not be a good idea)", the officer commented.
"Hmm, для кого (for who)", Radimir fiddled with the pen, "ты, видимо, понятия не имеешь, кто я (you apparently have no idea who I am).
"Нет и мне все равно (No, and I don't care)", the officer stared, "зто будет рассматриватьсг как любой другой случай (this will be treated like any other case)."
"У вас будут ироблемы, если они получат травму (You will have a problem if they're injured)", Radimir stood abruptly and started for the door.
"Извините, мы не оказываем особых услуг (sorry, we don't do special favors)", the officer called after Radimir.
Radimir paused, and bit their bottom lip, "I can't get arrested, I can not attack a police agent.
The officer chuckled lowly as Radimir left.
The officer sat back comfortably at their desk. They looked through the papers that Radimir had signed. They decided to wait a few days before filing the paperwork. They really did not like the attitude Radimir had given. The American would have to deal with it.
Their door was slammed open.
"Oi", they yelled as they looked up and saw who was barging in, "Капитан? (captain?)"
"Ты идиот (you're an idiot)", the captain frowned, "отвезите менг к слепому американцу (take me to the blind American)... Сейчас (now)... Я очень надеюсь, что они не пострадали (I really hope they are not injured)."
"Почему мы им преклоняемся? (why are we bowing down to them?)", the officer pulled out keys and stood.
"Радимир - друг нашего босса (Radimir is a friend of our boss)", the captain quickly followed, "он также владеет очень важным бизнесои (he also owns a very important business). Он не тот, с кем стоит связываться (he's not the one to mess with), но тебе удалось (but you succeeded)."
"Это не кажется правильным (this doesn't seem right)", the officer turned down the hall and saw their boss standing there. A glare planted on their face.
"Обязательно скажите ему, что (make sure to tell him that)", the captain whispered as they reached for the keys.
The officer gulped.
The door opened slowly.
Radimir's friend looked in and saw Whumpee cowering in the corner.
"Hey Whumpee", the friend walked in calmly, "I am Igor, Radimir's friend. I'm going to get you back to Radimir. Do you by chance remember me?"
Whumpee shook their head, "no, I'm sorry. I'm so scared, are you here to help me? Wait, yo-you speak English. I just want to get back to Radimir. Please", Whumpee pleaded.
"Yes,I can speak English. I don't know why I wasn't told that we had an American here. I can see you shaking. Here, I am going to help you up. We are going to wrap you in a blanket. You'll come to my office while we wait for Radimir to come back."
Whumpee quickly nodded and let Igor help them up.
"There we go. Are you hungry?", Igor wrapped the blanket around Whumpee, "I'm sorry for the mix up. You've had quite a day today. You got lost, arrested, and rescued all in the same day", Igor started to lead them from the cell, "онп не притронулись к еде (they didn't touch their meal), кто- нибудь им вообще помог? (Did anyone help them at all?)"
Igor looked around and saw everyone looking down.
"Постыдный (disgraceful)", Igor frowned, "кто-нибудь, приготовьте им еду (someone go make them some food)."
The Captain apologized repeatedly as they led Radimir to Igor's office.
"Все в порядке, пока онп в безопасности (it's alright, as long as they're safe)", Radimir sighed.
Radimir caught eyes with the officer who gave them all of the difficulties. They only shook their head and turned to follow the Captain.
**KNOCK... KNOCK**
"Приходить (come in)", Igor welcomed.
The Captain quickly opened the door, nodded to Igor, and let Radimir in. They quickly closed the door after.
Igor watched as Radimir took in the sight.
Whumpee sat quietly on the floor. Tear tracks traced down their cheeks. Their pale eyes glossed over from crying. Their eyes were rubbed raw from the crying.
Radimir turned to Igor.
"Had I known, I would have gotten them sooner. I had no idea", Igor said apologetically, "I'm so sorry."
Radimir watched as Whumpee slowly ate a dumpling. They sniffled slightly as they swallowed.
"Out of all the things I didn't want to deal with while bringing them to Russia. Losing them and dealing with law enforcement was top of the list", Radimir sighed.
"Radimir?", Whumpee lifted their head quickly in shock.
"I am so sorry for losing you", Radimir hurried to Whumpee, "I hurried as fast as I could to get back to you. Of course, every train I used to get back to you didn't seem to be going fast enough. Definitely not as fast as the politsiya move, of course."
"We are the finest", Igor chuckled, "I am so sorry about the mix up. Is there anyway we can make it up to you?"
"A fast ride back to my company's building would be great, but we can walk."
"Say no more", Igor got up, "I have the fastest car here."
Whumpee cuddled close into Radimir as Igor sped through the streets.
"You are so brave", Radimir hugged Whumpee closer.
"Thankyou", Whumpee stretched to rest their head on Radimir's chest, "I'm tired."
"Yes, I can Imagine", Radimir played with Whumpee's hair, "you had more adventure then I originally planned for you."
Igor turned to look at them, "yes, can I recommend one of the museums next time?"
"I don't think I'm going to get them to do much else this trip", Radimir sighed, "maybe next time."
Whumpee's breathing relaxes.
"I think they are falling asleep. Whumpee just a few more moments. I'm going to get you in my office. I have the couch all ready for you."
"Mmm", Whumpee moaned tiredly.
The car went even faster.
"Не убивайте нас (don't kill us)", Radimir sighed as they held Whumpee close.
"Вы шутите (are you kidding), ты знаешь, как быстро я обычно езжу? ( do you know how fast I normally go?)", Igor laughed.
"He drives like you Radimir", Whumpee commented.
"So is your hotel near your company", Igor parked, "I can wait if you needed to grab something."
"Actually we are spending the night in my office. Tomorrow the hotel will be ready for us", Radimir started to get Whumpee's hat on them.
"Are you sure?", Igor frowned, "my home may be more comfortable than your office."
"Yes, I'm sure it would be. I'm going to work through the night. I have some assignments to work on before a meeting tomorrow. The beauty of them being blind, is I can keep the light on", Radimir smiled as Whumpee tiredly blinked, "my couch is comfortable, and they're tired enough. I've already taken a nap earlier. I appreciate it, my dear friend. Спасибо.. за все (thankyou for everything)."
"Of course, I'm glad I could help", Igor turned to Whumpee, "I hope that this mix up didn't dampen you wanting to visit Russia again. We are a great country, I promise."
"I know, it gave me Radimir. I'll just make sure not to lose him again" Whumpee grinned sheepishly, "thankyou for helping me."
"You're welcome", Igor cupped Whumpee's cheek, "always."
Radimir leaned up, "thankyou for the ride. I appreciate all of your help today."
"You're welcome", Igor grinned.
Whumpee fell onto the couch after Radimir helped wipe them down.
"You'll get a better shower tomorrow at the hotel", Radimir pulled a blanket up to Whumpee's chin, "I am truly sorry for what happened earlier, and I am so happy to have you back."
"I'm happy to be back as well. I'm sorry, I'm really tired though", Whumpee whispered.
"Yes, I'm sure you are", Radimir played through Whumpee's hair, "my desk is just a few feet away. There is a bathroom in here as well. Your guide staff is right here", Radimir moved Whumpee's hand to where their pole was.
"Thankyou Radimir", Whumpee sighed, "I appreciate you working so hard to get me out of there."
"You're welcome", Radimir cupped Whumpee's cheek, "get some rest. I'll have a few things to do with you tomorrow after the meeting. None of which will involve the Metro. We will only use that when it's not busy. I'll be holding your hand a lot tighter."
"I still can't believe you grabbed the wrong hand", Whumpee giggled.
"Yes, the face the person made when I finally realized", Radimir chuckled as well.
Whumpee sighed tiredly, "this couch feels so good."
"I'm sure it does. Alright, you get some sleep", Radimir stood, "I'll be right over here if you need me."
"Thankyou Radimir", Whumpee smiled again.
"You're welcome", Radimir smiled, "sleep well (спокойной ночи).
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written-by-jayy · 6 months ago
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Superpowers: a recap
You know, I often tend to skip superpowers under the rug when I write my snippets- which is kind of a problem in a Hero/Villain setting.
So this is a recap to help me remember the possibilities, in case it can help anyone else:
LIST OF POWERS
Classical set
Super strength
Super endurance
Super speed
Telekinesis
Teleportation
Forcefields
Laser eyes (classical because of Superman, but I still think this is bonkers)
Immune to superpowers/elements/illness/etc
Flight
Healing (themself or others)
Can speak to animals/plants
Hypnotism
Immortality
Wish-granting
Astral projection
Miscellaneous
Can steal power from others (forever or it’s temporary)
Has non-human animal anatomy (reptilian scales, horns, produces poison, etc)
Can break into parts and reassemble
Can make clone(s) of themself
Immune to gravity (the fall doesn’t kill you, can jump as high as you like, can crawl on walls, etc)
Super instinct (can sense when something’s wrong, when someone is lying)
Can control fibers/clothes
Can create portals to anywhere else
Control of one single type of object (doors, trains, cars, paper, etc)
Control anything made by humans
Music powers
Can force everyone to dance
Can control voices/can take voices away
Can control volume of any sound
Charm people when they play an instrument/sing
Can summon music whenever they like
They get an upgrade (super strength, etc) every time there’s music
Elemental/Nature powers
Can control fire/ashes
Can control electricity
Can control water/ice
Can control plasma
Can control air/wind/gazes
Can control earth/magma
Can control metal
Can control light/shadows/colors
Can walk on water/wind/lava/rainbows
Can breathe underwater/in space
Can burrow into earth
Can control temperature
Can control the weather
Control of life forms
Can control humans
Can control beasts
Can control plants
Can control...mushrooms, I guess ?
Can control viruses and bacteria
Can control blood
Everything they touch die
Everything they touch come back to life
Can accelerate/slow down aging
=> is the life form conscious while under control ? Can they fight back? Do they have to be okay with it?
Sense powers
(Reminder: human senses are hearing, vision, touch, taste, smell, vestibular)
Better senses (better sight, better hearing, etc)
X-ray vision
Can see every place they like or eavesdrop everywhere
Can manipulate the senses of others (can heighten them or cancel them)
Can inflict pain
Emotions
Their sheer presence induces an emotion (fear, love, etc)
Can force to feel an emotion/heighten or dull emotions
Can project their own emotions into others
Empathy (they feel the emotions of others)
Shapeshifter
Can reduce/aggrandize their size
Can seem much older or younger
Intangibility
Invisibility
Strechability
Can take the form of another thing/person
Can take the form of any human
Can take the form of anything (animal/plant/object/liquid/gas/etc)
Reverse Shapeshifter: can transform others into an animal/stone/plant/anything
Mindpower
telepathy
illusions
possession/mind control
can mess with memory
can mess with dreams
Time powers
Can time travel (future/past)
Can froze time
Can predict the future/see the past
Oh now that's just cheating
Reality wrapper
Luck
Everything they create becomes real
Can choose any superpower they want according to the situation
GENERAL QUESTIONS
Is the character okay with their power ?
they hate it it’s a curse to them
they wish it were different (stronger, another power altogether, etc)
they don’t mind
they really enjoy it
it’s their whole identity
Etc.
If they hate it, is it because:
it hurts
it could hurt someone/something else
it’s useless/ it’s not offensive
it goes against their personality
people hate it too
it makes people treating them as a tool
Can they control it?
they’re a walking disaster
using it makes them sick
perfect control, natural or learned
they don’t even need to think about it
etc
How powerful it is?
(Ex control of fire: can barely light a match versus can set in fire the whole country)
Characters with weak powers my beloveds. It's about them fighting when they know they will lose, putting everything they have in the fight, keeping their head high when people sneer at them. It's about them enjoying their power without having it to be useful, or forcing them to be creative and smart about/around it.
Overpowered characters my beloveds. It's not about them winning the fight because the answer is obvious, it's about them dealing with too much power in a fragile world, the gap between them and the others, how it impacts their relationships, their morality - never hesitate to make a character like this. It can be terrifying, it can be hilarious, it can be great. No trope is bad, it all depends on how it's used.
What is the source of their power ?
failed experiment?
successful experiment?
got them from a supernatural being?
got them from their family?
got them from a magical object?
When did they get it ?
when born?
during childhood ? Teen years ?
grown-up ?
Was it expected or not?
Is getting this power a one time thing or to they need to renew it ?
(via sacrifice, offering, a special food/medicine, a good/bad deed, etc)
Can they give it to someone else?
Can it go away/fade?
Does it grow stronger/weaker with age?
Is it affected by the health of the character ?
(Is the power weaker when the character is sick, or is it stronger as a defense measure ? Does it become unpredictable?)
Does it hurt using it/not using it?
(Because it takes too much on the body/because it forces to repress an important part of the self)
Does the power change their personality in a good/bad way?
(Does it corrupt them, does it force them to see the world in a new light, etc)
Can their power combine with someone else’s ?
Do they have a weakness/something that cancels their abilities?
Do they have special needs because of it ?
(Do they need glasses, headphones, medicine, a special diet, etc)
Are they immune to their own power or do they take damage ?
(Ex : is your character able to control fire is fireproof or not?)
How much do they rely on it?
they use them for everything
they use them often
they could do without
it’s barely an afterthought to them
they never use it
etc
How do they use it ?
Raising their hand
With their eyes
With some object
They don’t have to do anything
Etc
How does this power is perceived by the others?
This makes them a god
This makes them a star
This makes them totally mundane
This makes them look really stupid
This makes them a nuisance
This makes them someone to be killed at all costs
Etc.
About the suit
Is that for protection ?
Is it an uniform ?
Is it here for the vibe ?
Does it strengthen their abilities?
Does it have gadgets ?
How (im)practical is it ?
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