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jordanstrophe · 20 hours
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@otterfrost Literally why did I not consider this
This is genius.
A protective whumper who's afraid whumpees job is far too dangerous for them, so they do everything in their power to ruin whumpees career.
-And they have power to do it.
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jordanstrophe · 22 hours
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A protective whumper who's afraid whumpees job is far too dangerous for them, so they do everything in their power to ruin whumpees career.
-And they have power to do it.
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jordanstrophe · 2 days
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Hi! Just want to say I love your writing SO much, it's so fun to read, also asking if we can ever get a 'be a good guest' drabble ever again? Btw, I know you obviously have your own things to worry about, so no pressure and feel free to ignore
[Hi! Thank you so kindly! It's been a long time, but they're so fun to go back and visit from time to time.]
CW: Protective whumper, chained, manhandling, captive whumpee, parental whumper.
Walter puttered around the kitchen humming to himself. Today was the happiest he's ever felt; he owns a cabin deep in the woods, solstice from society, and best of all, his kidnapped victim son was finally easing up after a few months in the basement.
"Gabriel, dear?" Walter gently knocked. He nudged away the chain jammed under the door. "I made you lunch and tea. I noticed you didn't come out from breakfast this morning so I-" Walter pushed the door open to Gabriel's leg wrenched up on his dresser holding a tissue with small blood specks.
"What did you do now!?" Walter snapped, nearly dropping the tray.
"Nothing!" Gabriel yelped back; his attempt to sound calm ended up making him sound as guilty as possible.
"How are you bleeding? You've been up in your room all day, I double-child-proofed this place!"
"Maybe because I'm not a child!..." Before Gabriel could react, Walter grabbed his ankle and was inspecting his foot. "-Ow! Please, it's fine. It's just a splinter, I've been trying to get it out all day. It- OW!" He flinched as Walter pushed him on the bed and plopped his foot in his lap.
"What did you use on this thing, a knife?" Walter hissed.
"A... Needle." Gabriel quietly muttered.
"-And where did you get a needle?"
Gabriel avoided eye contact as Walter gave him a 'I'll deal with you later' glare.
"Lets be honest, this cabin is splinter hell. It was bound to happen eventually- Ow, stop, you're twisting my ankle."
"Well stop squirming." Walter ordered. He took the chain clamped around Gabriel's ankle and wrapped it around the foot of the bed. Gabriel watched as the anxiety started filling his chest.
"Wh-... What was that for?" Gabriel asked. Walter's silence made the fear grow as he rooted for a medkit and tweezers. Gabriel tried to at least get off the bed, but the short chain snagged as the furthest he could go was the edge.
"Shhh, you're okay. Just try to stay still." Walter lulled. Despite his soothing words, he yanked Gabriel closer by his ankle. "I'll sand the floors down for you, son. Or maybe carpet every inch of this place-"
"Thanks, but that's ridiculously unnecessary. You know I would rather be anywhere but here. Ouch-" He winced as Walter worked into his foot.
"Don't talk like that, you know everything I've worked for here is for you. I'll buy the sandpaper tomorrow." Walter blatantly spoke over him. Gabriel rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. He did one final wince until Walter proudly held up a rather impressive bloody sharp chunk of wood.
"Ah, the culprit." He smiled. "I'll burn it in the fireplace. That'll teach it to mess with you, huh?"
It seems the man was trying to make him laugh, but out of spite, Gabriel bit his lip and mutters "Thanks..."
[Lets see of the good ol taglist is even still working]
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jordanstrophe · 5 days
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Cw: vengful caretaker, whumper turned whumpee
Caretaker wrenched whumper's head up by the hair and held a photo to their face.
"Have you seen them? Are they here?" Caretaker hissed. Whumper scoffed and spat blood at their feet.
"We have countless prisoners. Most of them would be unrecognizable by now." Whumper smiled with bloody teeth. "If you want one, take your pick. They're all the same now-" -Caretaker wrenched whumper's head back until they let out a grunt of pain.
"Have you ever cared about someone so much you would die for them? That you would kill for them?"
Caretaker held the picture closer.
"That's who this is to me. So do us both a favor, start talking."
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jordanstrophe · 7 days
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Sirens on the ambulance blare as whumpee lays unconscious. Doctors work furiously to close as many wounds as they can. 
Caretaker holds a damp cloth, softly washing off a smear of blood, sweat and tears from whumpees face. They're as gentle as they would be to them awake, whispering "It's okay. Everything's okay. You're going to be okay." As if whumpee could hear them. 
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jordanstrophe · 8 days
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Whumpee escapes whumper in the dead of night. They managed to steal whumpers phone on their way out; now all they need is a signal before they freeze to death in the rain.
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jordanstrophe · 12 days
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Hi!!
I was wondering when you would be updating Hallow Island? It's excellent so far!
Hello! Thank you so much!
I've been really wanting to, but due to work hours, I haven't had the time to write as much. I do intend to pick it up one day, I just can't promise when that'll be. 
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jordanstrophe · 14 days
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Playing Dragon's Dogma 2 right now and my gracious you can get some really whumpy scenes of your character (no spoilers)
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jordanstrophe · 15 days
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I love it when whumpee shows up at caretakers doorstep so exhausted they pass out as soon as they know they're safe. Now caretaker sits by their bedside trying to guess all the worst case things that could have happened until whumpee wakes up and explains themselves.
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jordanstrophe · 20 days
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One day, I want to publish a very whump filled book just for us
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jordanstrophe · 21 days
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In order to keep whumpee safe, caretaker has to claim that whumpee belongs to them and no one else can touch them.
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jordanstrophe · 22 days
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Whumpee let out a long sigh as they sunk into the hospital bed. Days were going by like a blur, they often hardly understood what was happening or remember what had happened.
The one thing they did know, was caretaker was here. No matter how much time went by, caretaker was by their side explaining everything, telling them to rest, keeping them fed and hydrated by hand if needed.
"You must be tired, you've been here with me for days. How long will you stay?" Whumpee mumbled, crawling their fingers across the bed until they found caretaker's hand.
"Until you're coming with me." Caretaker smiled, squeezing their hand back.
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jordanstrophe · 25 days
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Hi! I was wondering if I could be added to the taglist of whenever you update anything? I acv love ur whump prompt so much
Thank you! I'll keep you posted
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jordanstrophe · 26 days
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Whumpee woke with a sobbing shout. They quivered and panted, memories hit them as if they were still on the floor at whumper's feet. They felt arms wrap around them and beeping heard overhead; the sound worsened the pounding already in their head. 
"Hey hey hey! It's okay. You got a lot of injuries, you've got to take it slow." Caretaker touched whumpees forehead and put them back against the pillow. They tightly gripped whumpee's hand and the other rested on their chest.
"Wh-where am I? How did I get here?" Whumpee panicked. 
"You're in a hospital. I'm here with you, everything's okay. You're going to be fine..." Caretaker sadly smiled. Whumpee stared up at them with wide eyes, breathing like a wounded animal, gripping the back of caretakers hand with every ounce of strength, which was hardly holding them at all.
Despite caretaker's calm demeanor, whumpee could feel caretaker's hand shaking as much as their own.
"You-" Whumpee breathed, trying to raise their hand to them, but they couldn't.
"Yeah, it's me," Caretaker smiled, collecting their collapsed hand in their own. "I'm here, I'm taking good care of you. You can keep resting, okay?"
Whumpee shook their head no, their body still in fight or flight mode, wanting nothing more but to jump up and assess their surroundings. Caretaker could see their legs twitching and slowly inching off the bed as they sighed and scooted on the bed with them, pushing their legs back to the center.
"No hon, it's too early to be doing that." Caretaker soothed, laying whumpee's head on their shoulder.
It was almost as if as soon as whumeee's cheek settled, they relaxed and their heart rate slowly returned to normal beat by beat. Caretaker looked up at their monitor and sighed with relief watching the numbers stabilize. 
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jordanstrophe · 27 days
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That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said ಥ_ಥ
Abandoned Whumpee, 2/2 Final
[Masterlist] CW: Whumper turned caretaker, team whump, betrayal, angst
Blood was dripping from whumpee's chest. The blood pooled at their feet and their hands shook.
"Are you sure you aren't hurt?" Whumper asked.
"I'm - I'm sure." Whumpee looked down, knowing the blood wasn't theirs, but their mind kept thinking it was. Their pulse was beating so hard it pounded in their head, drowning their thoughts.
Whumper pulled them out of the room away from where the body where their teammate laid. Whumpee felt numb and blank, their only focus was to stay on their feet as they were led back to the infirmary.
Whumper sat them on the bed and rooted out clean clothes. They knew whumpee wouldn't like wearing something with whumper's logo on it, but it was better than wearing a bloodstained shirt.
"Get changed quickly, sitting in that can't be good for you." Whumper said. Whumpee didn't hesitate to pull their shirt over their head and change. Their hands fumbled as they folded them on their lap when they were done.
Whumpee exhaled, calming their shaken voice. "I have questions."
"I know you do," Whumper pulled up a chair and sat across from them. "I'll answer anything. Any question you have." They opened their arms.
"Who are you really?" Whumpee asked, pulling out the journal. "Why do you have one of our field guides? Does this belong to you, or did you take it from one of us?"
Whumper laughed for a moment, but seeing whumpee's face not change they took a deep breath. "I didn't grave rob it, if that's what you're asking. It was mine, when I was working for your team-leader. I see they're still sacrificing recruits in order to save their own skins, are they?" Whumper tilted their head.
Whumpee swallowed past the pit in their throat, "But I told them to run. I willingly stayed behind."
"Of course you did." Whumper smiled sadly. "But I didn't. And neither did the person before me. Or you, for that matter. That's why I said you were rare when we first met. You're the first person I found that did it willingly."
Whumpee's skin crawled, coldness spread from their chest down to their feet. They shook their head and anxiously bobbed their leg. "But they told me- ... The ones that didn't come back were either missing or traitors."
"That's probably what they said happened to you, too."
Whumpee sighed and dragged a hand down their face. How could they not have seen it... How could they have been fooled for so long? When they returned from missions, sometimes they would be one less person. The team-leader always had an explanation, but the reality was they were left behind as bait.
"What happened to those who were abandoned? Did you kill them?" Whumpee asked hesitantly.
"No," Whumper smiled and leaned back, "Just like you, I took them here. Of course, you were different; you stayed behind willingly, naturally you were a lot harder to convince. Your teammates are safe and deployed out of this zone. It wouldn't be good for them to be seen after being presumed dead. You've seen first hand what they'll do the moment they find you alive."
Whumpee nodded as tears welled in their eyes. All this time, people they grieved and mourned over, were alive and well. Better off, even.
"I can take you to them," Whumper added softly. They got up and sat next to whumpee. "Most of them joined our side, you would probably recognize a few of them. Would you like to come with me?" They wrapped their arm around whumpee's shoulder as they collapsed against whumper's side. Silent tears streamed down their face.
"Y-yes... Yeah I would." Whumpee sniffed and wiped their face. "I-I'm sorry for trying to st-stab you, earlier."
Whumper chuckled and held them tighter. "You almost got me good with that plastic fork. But I understand I was too hard on you when we brought you in, I didn't know if I could trust you yet." Whumper turned whumpee towards them and cupped their face. "You know none of this is your fault, right? Not a single part of it."
Whumpee leaned up and nodded, finishing wiping the rest of the tears. "If you won't accept my apology, then at least accept my thanks." They smiled. They looked down at the journal, their old team's logo branded on the front. Whumpee set it face-down so they wouldn't have to see it anymore.
"I'll stay." Whumpee murmured.
"I want to stop them. I want them to know what they've done" Whumper looked up with a hint of surprise, but nodded as they understood.
"I want to join you."
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jordanstrophe · 28 days
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Whumpee awoke face first on the ground, someone was digging their knee in their back pinning them down. They tried to open their eyes but something was covering their vision. They tried to make a sound but they had been tightly gagged.
"How much longer?" A voice complained.
"Not long," a voice directly above them spoke. "The boss wants this one delivered alive and quickly."
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jordanstrophe · 29 days
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Whumpees being used as a living weapon, controlled through paralysis so they can be tested on without fighting back.
Whumpers come from all over the world for a chance to test on the world famous weaponized whumpee.
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