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also stubborn whumpee mid recovery who keeps insisting they can do things and mildly exasperated caretaker being like "no. No don't do that. I've got you "
i specifically love this when whumpee only listens to caretaker. for whatever reason. so caretaker HAS to be brought in every time whumpee is acting up
#asks#whumpprentice#this is a certified hot caretaker trope to me#whump prompt#comfort#recovery prompt
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inspired by this ask for @sowhumpshaped by @whumpprentice
m don’t like using “Caretaker” “Whumpee” names but don’t know what else use….
content: paranoia, comfort
They couldn’t take their eyes off the tall windows in the room. Whenever Caretaker attempted to gently turn their head back to them away from the windows, they could only handle a few seconds at most before the panic insisted to keep their eyes open.
Both of them sat on the low bed, surrounded by many soft stuffed plushies and blanket, all arranged to surround them.
“I can’t! I can’t, they’re going to come through the window! Th-They’re going to get me and and steal me!” They gasp through their sobs, “Steal me aw-away!” Their hands reached up, grabbing their hair frantically as if it would calm themself down.
“They’re not! They can’t they’re…they’re…gone…we saw…” Caretaker attempted to will his own tears away unsuccessfully. He gently squeezed Whumpee arms, silently begging them to look at him, to no avail.
He could see the days of exhaustion and fatigue catching up to them. If only their body would let them rest…he barely knew what to do.
He wished he had installed new curtains after the old ones broke. He had no idea this would be such a distressing problem for them.
He looked up at the top of the windows. The bar… The bar for curtains was still there. He stood up, apologizing for startling Whumpee, grabbed one of the abundance of blankets around them, and threw it over the bar. After adjusting the length carefully, he deemed them successful stand-ins.
He knew there was no way this would be a permanent solution. Curtains could only deter Whumpees paranoia for so long, before their mind caught up to it.
But maybe…for tonight at least…
“Whumpee look, no one can see inside now, no way of knowing we’re in this room!”
He had to be careful, hoping this logic would combine with Whumpees.
They looked up, face red and covered in snot and tears with dark circles under their eyes to go along with it.
“It’s…..”
Caretaker bent down to squeeze them in a tight hug and sat with them on the fluffy bed. There wasn’t a way to fully lay down, not with all the pillows piling up. So he adjusting the both of them into a semi-laying position, all while holding Whumpee.
With the dim glow of the nightlight, it reminded Caretaker of a memory in the past, accompanied by a tune he thought he’d forgotten. He began to slowly hum, hoping it wouldn’t disturb Whumpee.
But when he looked down he could see their eyes barely staying open. No need to encourage them, he knew they would close on their own soon enough.
Long after Whumpee had fallen asleep, Caretaker hums slowly came to a stop, as he himself succumbed to slumber.
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what s comfort
here’s this thing
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Write vampires for me >:3
hi >:3
I made two whole ass new characters for this because the brainrot runs deep this time. I'll post a little blurb about the characters later, for now have this ✨✨
I'm 100% writing more of this but I need a better idea for the plot other than "pining"
content: vampire ch, mentions of blood, mention of self harm (not graphic), mentions of violence
"What are you doing?"
Finn would have jumped a foot in the air if he still had the strength to do anything more than limp from his bed to the kitchen and back again. So he limited himself to simply shrieking a rather creative string of curses, and turning around to glare at his roommate. The same roommate who, he might add, shouldn't even be awake given it was nearly three am.
He swallowed before addressing him, still clutching at his heart like an outraged old lady. "What the fuck August?" He stared at him some more, then, sure his disgruntled expression had gotten across everything it needed to, he turned his attention back to the fridge. He opened it, squinting at the dim light that was still managing to give him a headache.
"You look like shit." August sounded almost annoyed, like he was the one having the worst week of his life and not, you know, just the guy who had the misfortune to witness it.
"Thank you, I try." He muttered, rummaging through boxes of leftovers and half-empty bottles of condiments. He would have loved to make more of a joke out of it, banter like he usually did before disappearing back into his room. But he truly didn't have the energy for it. The taller man sighed and crossed his arms over his chest. Finn didn't need to turn around to know he wasn't amused.
"You need to eat, Finn." His voice was gentler this time, making Finn's shoulders slump.
He grabbed a random container and shut the fridge door, leaving the only faint illumination in the room coming from the corridor. He popped the lid off of the container, revealing two-day-old meatloaf, and shook it a little in front of August. "I am."
"You know it doesn't do anything."
"Stops me feeling hungry." Finn shrugged, retrieving a fork and pushing the meat around like the motion might make it more appealing.
"Does it stop the dizziness? The migraines? The cramps?"
Finn let the fork clatter to the counter and threw his hands up in both frustration and surrender. "What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to eat."
"I can't do that. I'm not-" He inhaled and held his breath for a few seconds. "I'm not doing that." His tone was final, they had already had this argument and he didn't want to repeat it another time. He hadn't slept since the night he was attacked. It wasn't even the hunger, it was the fact that every time he closed his eyes he could feel that pain again. He would rather starve than become the same monster that had ruined him.
"And what, starve?" August dragged a hand across his face, surely suppressing all the colorful appellatives he wanted to use at that moment. "I'm not going to just sit here and watch as you let yourself die, Finn."
The silence was heavy. For a minute or so they just stood there, looking each other in the eyes. Neither had said it up until that point. August had brought up feeding multiple times and Finn had always refused, but they had always tiptoed around what that actually meant. If Finn refused blood for much longer he was going to die, properly this time. As sure as he thought he was of his plans, hearing it still knocked the wind out of him.
"I. I can't… I don't-" He cut himself off when August stepped forward and he instinctively stumbled back a few feet. Not that it made a difference, he could smell him from anywhere in the apartment. That was another thing he refused to say out loud. He could feel how alive he was, and he craved it. It terrified him to no end. He silently watched August walk past him and rummage in a drawer, puzzled at first, then shocked when he turned around holding a knife.
He took another step back, colliding clumsily with a cabinet. "What are you doing?" His behavior up to this point didn't really hint at any murderous intent, especially since he was the sole advocate for Finn to not die left in the apartment.
August's voice was shaking ever so slightly, but his hands were not. "You're hungry. It doesn't matter if you don't want to feed. If you smell blood then you'll drink it." He balled his left hand into a fist and hovered the knife above his wrist. He stared at it for a few seconds then at Finn.
"That- that's the entire problem!" He shouted. He didn't know if he should press himself further into the corner he had backed himself into or if he should dive for the knife. "I- I don't know if I would be able to control myself!" He took a careful step forward, his hands open in front of him. "August, don't do anything stupid." He looked at him, then at the knife, still out of reach.
August huffed, shaking his head. "Don't make me do anything stupid then." He huffed and set the knife down on the counter. In two quick strides, he was by Finn's side, way too close for comfort.
"Please." He didn't say anything else, simply raising his arm between them, an unmistakable offer. It took every ounce of self-control in Finn's body not to jump on him right then and there. And that was why he couldn't accept. That was why he didn't have a choice.
With trembling hands, he reached for August's forearm and held onto it like it was the most fragile thing in the world.
"I don't want to hurt you."
August had the audacity to roll his eyes. Finn was nauseous with the anxiety of potentially killing someone and the fucker rolled his eyes at it.
"You won't. I trust you."
If that was supposed to ease his nerves, it had the opposite effect. How could he trust him? He barely trusted himself.
He swallowed and nodded. He had no idea what was about to happen to either of them, but he was too hungry to think anymore.
He slowly lowered his head, bringing his lips to the soft skin of August's wrist. He could hear his heart hammering in his chest. He was scared. He didn't want to show it but he was.
Finn glanced up at the other man, letting his eyes linger there for a moment before finally sinking his teeth into his skin.
#fern whumps#whump writing#vampire#vampire whump#whump#whump trope#ocs#abt finn#abt august#ask#whumpprentice
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Are all your lady whump characters just one time designs? Or do you plan on writing/ drawing something else with any of them? I love a lot of them and think your character design is stellar
Some of them were just For The Vibe, but there's quite a few I'd love to expand more on because I'm obsessed with the aesthetic. I've always loved 1950's pin ups and religious imagery, so I'd definitely revisit the sexy sword nun and housewife. I was also talking to a friend about how badly I wanted to make a ditzy carewhumper in a slutty goth nurse costume but couldn't think of a solid story for her yet, so that's 100% where her design came from and will be seen again once I get a better idea for her.
Plus, all the Pt 3 ladies are my actual OCs that already have some content, so they'll always be around (:
#ask#whumpprentice#its time for my monthly split custody back to the g/t blog at the moment though#art has been easier for me to make than writing lately
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"Seriously, I'm Fine"
made using @whumpprentice 's sickfic wheel
Reyna knew she wasn't supposed to be here.
She was walking down the stairs to the dungeons, a cloak wrapped around her shoulders to ward off the chilly air. She knew a mage had been captured, and she wanted to see them. Why? She didn't know. She just felt some sort of... connection to the poor mage. She would never know what the feeling was unless she sought it out, so there she was, disobeying the biggest rule she was given - don't go into the dungeons. She knew that her brother was just trying to protect her; she was always sick and weak, and there were dangerous criminals held underneath the castle. Despite this, she still wandered the cell-lined halls, peaking into each one. She didn't know what she would do when she found the mage, but that didn't matter to her. Not yet.
"What's a little girl doing in a place like this?" one prisoner jeered. She made a face and ignored him. Yes, she was small, but she was no child!
She continued searching until she found a cell with an injured person. They were wrapped in bloody bandages, lying on the floor facing away from the door. They had long hair that was spread out on the floor. Somehow, she knew this was the mage.
"Hello? Um, hello?" Reyna whispered. The mage stirred, turning to face her. Their eyes widened when they saw her, but they didn't say anything.
"Hi! Um, are you... or rather, do you want something to eat?" she asked softly. The mage sat up slowly, wincing, and nodded, still not speaking. Reyna pulled an apple out of the pouch on her belt and held it out. Her slim wrist easily fit in between the bars of the cell. The mage crawled over hesitantly. "It's okay, I promise," she soothed. The mage reached out slowly. About an inch from the apple, their hand quickly latched on to her wrist, making her drop the apple. They pulled so that her body and head slammed into the bars. Her cry echoed against the stone walls of the dungeon.
"I'm not stupid. You won't poison me!" the mage yelled. They let go of her arm, and she cradled her wrist to her chest. They took the apple and threw it at her. It hit the cell bars, but she still flinched away as it hit close to her face.
"No, no! It's not poisoned!" Reyna cried out, teary-eyed. Before she could say more, footsteps and the clanking of armor echoed down the hall. Her brother, Roman, and a couple other guards ran up to her, weapons drawn.
"Reyna!" Roman called. He grabbed her and held her close, glaring at the mage.
"I'm fine!" Reyna said. She struggled against her brother as he held her head to his chest, trying to see the mage again. "Seriously, I'm fine!"
Roman didn't respond, scooping her up in his arms and carrying her out of the dungeons. She struggled at first, but she quickly resigned herself to being carried, shaking like a leaf. The last thing she heard was a cell door opening, a snap, and a scream.
#whump writing#writing#whump#whump prompts#whump fic#whumpee#whumper#broken bone#Roman#Reyna#Casey#mage#fantasy#angst#fear#female whumpee#my ocs#whumpprentice#wheel
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I am not really big on intimate whumpers but I can make an exception if they’re hot enough ( vampires are always hot enough)
Vampires are always hot enough
You 🤝 Me
#asks#whumpprentice#whump#intimate whump#vampire#grim oc#creepy/intimate whumpers are like all that i write#but i know theyre not everyone's cup of tea#you are so valid#and right#based even#infallible in fact
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What's the earliest whump you remember enjoying?
The injury reveal scene in Mulan. There's a couple other moments I can think of, because I was such a Disney girl as a child and Disney has a shocking amount of solid whump inspiration, but that was the first moment I thought of when you asked this question.
#synbox#whumpprentice#that scene was actually so good though#probably why i love hidden injuries/injury reveals so much#thank you for the question!
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Hellooo other sickfic whump blog! I've decided we're besties because our icons kinda match and I think that's beautiful <3
Hello!! Nice to meet you!! ☺️ This was my sad attempt at being anonymous (can’t be recognized if I am but a smol sad cat on the internet…).
Absolutely feel free to invade my space and chatter! I’m eager to make friends I am just very very shy and awkward,,, ✨
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characters that exclusively refer to each other by their last names switching to first names when things get dire <3
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Do your worst <3
hell. yeah.
lili-lives-whump presents:
Dumb and Dumber
Villain ran a hand over their face, pressing their palms into their eyes. It felt cool against their inflamed face.
They swept their hair out of their eyes with a huff. Next to them, Scientist pushed their glasses further up their nose.
“You Need a break,” they squawked, eyes narrowing. “When was the last time you slept?”
Villain shrugged.
“You could carry groceries with those eyebags.”
“I get it, Scientist,” Villain snapped, turning around again. They went to point at the whiteboard when a wave of nausea suddenly rushed over them.
“Villain?” Medic said softly, standing up slowly.
“I’m fine,” they muttered, breathing deeply. Their stomach coiled into a tight knot and they blinked slowly. The light hurt their eyes.
“What were you saying?”
“The resistance,” Medic said, “Lab Tech needs more electrical power, and I was thinking we could take some from the recreational budget, so we need you to sign this-“
“And, Hero hasn’t responded to their emails so you should probably send someone down there.”
“Don’t forget the ragtag rebels need to be fed and checked for that plague going around-“
“Supervillain isn’t on vacation, so you have to check on their empire and parrot.”
Right hand looked up from the notes they were studying. They opened their mouth to say something, then closed it as they saw the look of horror overcome Villain.
“Hey,” they said softly, “what’s wrong?”
The lights above them began to flicker suddenly, and Medic groaned. “Lab Tech! Villain, they’re taking power from the meeting rooms. Sign this already, and you can work on diverting the power.”
Right Hands brow creased with worry. “Villain?”
As the lights flickered back on, Villain felt stiff, and their eyelids were droopy as they reached for the pen Medic was holding out. Their cheeks were hot with embarrassment and fever.
Their hands shook, and without warning, Villain collapsed at the table.
As their senses faded, Villain heard Medic say: “damn Villain, you’re really getting dumb and dumber.”
@whumpprentice
#is this my worst?#no#do I love it?#hell yes#lili loves whump#drabble#villain#hero x villain#creative writing#trope#whump#hero#villain whumpee kinda#Illness#right hand#medic#lab tech
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Also also. Fiercely protective caretaker. Practically snarling at someone to stay away from whumpee, to let them rest, to not touch them. Something about that unwavering safety
YES. GO CARETAKER. I LOVE A SCARY CARETAKER. PLEASE
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@aces-doughboys tagged me in 10 Fandoms, 10 Characters, 10 Tags and I decided to do it in a separate post since that original is so long lol :)))
Thank you for the tag!! I don't usually do these but I figured I would since I only talk about BSD on here usually lol...I'm only actively in the top 2 here I had to really mentally dig to make it have 10 on this list lol
1. Bungo Stray Dogs - Akutagawa (+ Higuchi)
2. Moriarty the Patriot - William (+ Louis ...and Fred)
3. Chainsaw Man - Denji
4. My Hero Academia - Jiro (+ Denki)
5. Demon Slayer - Genya (+ Rengoku)
6. Fairy Tail - Lyon (+ Chelia)
7. Jujutsu Kaisen - Megumi (+ Maki)
8. Seraph of the End - Guren (+ Shinya)
9. Yugioh GX - Atticus/Fubuki
10. Pokémon - Lance/Wataru
10 tags: @bugbytez13 @potatopersonal @pokemonispain @stomach-tummy-whump-lover @chrxnicdaydream @whumpprentice @spiral-abuse @ethereousdelirious and...anyone else who wants to do this!! I can't think of anyone else to tag lol
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hey! just wanted to say your superpowers with side effects got me to sit down and write for the first time in like four years. it shows, it’s kind of not great, but it's really nice to have made something for once :] thank you so much for that 

omg I literally love you so much I'm so happy you're writing again!! And don't worry about the quality of the stuff you make right after a break, you gotta warm up!! I'm sure you're doing amazing <3<3
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also I trust you’ve seen bound (1996)? Right up your alley
I saw that movie when I was 14 and let me tell you. Let me tell you. I am almost 42% sure it's the reason I'm so fruity today.
#ask#whumpprentice#JENNIFER TILLY THE BELOOOOOOOOVED#jennifer tilly pls return my calls and my emails and my dms please please i need to know which wedding venue to reserve
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i made a wheel
inspired by @whumpprentice’s wheel of sickfic, i proudly present…
the wheel of whump (even though there’s probably a million others)
please let me know if the link doesn’t work!!
i was working on this a few weeks ago but i was in germany for a while so now i finally have time to finish and post it :>
#whump#whump prompt#writing#whump tropes#injury#injury whump#sick whump#sickfic#hurt/comfort#whump scenario
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hello there.
can anybody hear me?
my name is lili. if you haven’t seen my writing blog before (@lili-loves-whump), welcome.
it is pronounced leelee, thanks. this is where I talk about books and fandoms. I will no longer do that on my original blog.
I will be tagging some mutuals in an attempt to spread the word:
@whumpprentice
@surplus-of-sarcasm
@nosleep83
@whumpy-daydreams
@shroomfroggoenergy
@reckless-avacado
@woogajooga
thanks.
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