#tender whump

[serene-cinders]

A Caretaker adopting a pet Whumpee from a shelter out of pity. Whumpee’s been abused. Maybe they can’t, or won’t speak, so their pain is a mystery, but it shows in their empty eyes, maimed form, scars running criss-cross all over.

Maybe Whumpee’s on the older side. Maybe they’re not conventionally attractive. They’ve been abandoned by the world, they’ve been at the shelter for years, and they’re slowly succumbing. Dying.

Caretaker never agreed with this ‘human pet’ business. They find it despicable, and wouldn’t support it. But… that wretched husk, so rigorously broken down, brings tears to their eyes. And they can’t bare the thought of somebody dying alone in this unfeeling, underfunded shit hole.

So, Caretaker makes the choice to give them the kindest few weeks of their life.

#whump #whump community #whump drabble #whump prompt #tender whump #recovery whump #kind of #fluff #angst #implied whump #no gore #I cooked this one up in 7 minutes #does it show #pet whump #past pet whump #bbu adjacent #not the biggest fan of the bbu though #bittersweet

[whumpypepsigal]

#besties

#thewitcheredit #the witcher #whumpedit #whump #3x01 #geralt of rivia #jaskier #geralt x jaskier #henry cavill #joey batey #friendship #support #comfort #I LOVE SOFT MOMENTS LIKE THIS! #the witcher spoilers #the witcher netflix #my gifs #i know this isn’t exactly whump whump but i love the tenderness between these two #their relationship growth is just *chefs kiss* amazing #i love them sm your honor

[travelingneuritis]

Luo Binghe in hell, from ch. 2 of Heartbreak and Other Foreplay. Gouache on paper.

#this story is the most tonally-jarring thing i think i've ever written. it is so hard to figure out how to characterize it #i feel like everything i can say about it is misleading somehow #is it comedy? is it lurid whump? is it tender domestic fluff? is it a string of case fics stapled together by porn? why yes it is!!! #HaOF #svsss fanart #svsss fanfiction #luo binghe #my art #illustration #tw: gore #tw: blood #svsss

[painonthebrain]

Toxic/bad “caretakers”… false caretakers if you will..

Caretakers who can’t deal with whumpee and don’t make any attempts to get them help or to educate themselves about anything

Caretakers who dislike whumpee and passive-aggressively make it clear to them

Caretaker who sees whumpee as a burden

Caretaker who dumps whumpee somewhere else/gives them to someone else as soon as they can

Whumpee who feels like they have to walk on eggshells around caretaker - but not only because of trauma, because caretaker is actually intimidating

Whumpee who doesn’t feel safe talking about their feelings with caretaker and knows they never will

Caretaker who’s at their wits end and snaps at whumpee

#whump #whumplr #whump prompts #whump ideas #bad caretaker #toxic caretaker #carewhumper #elecs prompts #theyre not even really caretakers #moreso carewhumpers #but theres not much caring in this… moreso duties that need to be done #while a true carewhumper to me is much more tender #a carewhumper- while not truly caring - offers much better care and comfort than this. toxic caretakers ‘caring’ is ruthless and thorny to #me #anyway yeah #still tagged it as carewhumper tho bc i guess it counts

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

(“You worry too much.”

“And you don’t worry enough.”

Stan fiddled with the fraying hole in his joggers. “I do when it’s you,” he whispered.

While Kyle’s heart clenched at that, he laid out the apron, pulling a pair of miniature scissors from his first aid kit and mentally mapping out how much fabric he should cut.)

This actually might be one of my favorite parts of ITTG, the moments surrounding the boys admitting that they’re in love omg yes I get so attached to my multichaps but this one these boys aaaaaa

#In The Truly Gruesome #south park #style #my shit #sorry i’m just #still thinking about it #literally patching each other up leading to soft tender moments is the reason I’m a whump enjoyer

[whumpacabra]

24. Reflection

Past nightmare, difficulty breathing, needle mention [IV], nonsexual nudity [bathing], crying, angst, implied past attempted noncon, referenced past captivity and torture, haircut

AU Masterpost / Previous / Next

Harrison roused a few hours later, the sky beyond the blinds dark. The room was only illuminated by the glow of a blue nightlight by the bed and the thread of gold from beneath the door.

It was markedly harder to breathe than he remembered.

The first jolt of panic dissipated when he realized what had happened. He remembered the horrible dream, Wolf waking him, and then -

Oh. Oh.

He shifted, knowing Wolf was well awake after Harrison’s brief panic, and he confirmed as much when he slowly sat up, left hand still holding Harrison’s shoulder. Harrison nearly laughed at the lines left on Wolf’s face from sleeping on top of his jacket. He looked like a disheveled cat that just woke up from a long nap.

“Thanks.” Harrison finally settled for, already missing the warmth. It must’ve been hell on Wolf’s back to sit on the ground and curl over the cot.

Wolf gave a curt nod, almost succeeding in hiding how he winced when he a drew a deep breath. Harrison sat up as well, IV line itchy in his hand. As if on cue, there was a knock at the door.

Wolf squared his shoulders to the entrance, any bleary sleep in his eyes replaced with defensive suspicion. His left hand was raised, guarding Harrison behind him.

“May I come in?” It was Dan.

“Sure.” Harrison said, voice rough but eyes soft as he watched Wolf lower his hackles and relax to rest his hand on the edge of the cot in feigned nonchalance. Dan had changed from his scrubs into a checkered buttondown and faded jeans, the bruise along his jaw stark against pale skin.

“You boys alright?” Dan looked down at the pair on the floor with skepticism as Harrison nodded.

“Fine. Could use a shower though.” He yawned, stretching as he cast a glance to Wolf. Wolf looked up at Dan with a neutral expression - his eyes weren’t blank, still bright and awake and present.

“Right. Door’s here.” He gestured to what Harrison previously assumed to be a closet, but the ajar door revealed the shiny tile of a bathroom. “Think I left the clippers in there - figured you might want it for your hair. Should be soap in the shower but give a holler if there ain’t.”

—

Harrison cried in the shower. Warm water and soap was even better than he remembered, even if it made his cuts sting. It helped wash away the filth and sweat and blood.

It couldn’t scrub his brain clean, the memories and nightmare playing on a loop.

The stench of the Red Room. The weight holding down his too-weak body. The hands roaming up his abdomen, his chest, reaching for his throat while he lay paralyzed and helpless and blind -

He shuddered to imagine where his dream would have taken him had Wolf not woke him.

As he stepped out of the shower, soft warm towel drying his skin, Harrison’s mind drifted to the man in the attached bedroom. Dan was in there now, changing his bandages. Wolf hadn’t seemed afraid to be alone with him, but he had watched Harrison slip into the bathroom with an unreadable expression.

(Why did he even care if the Wolf was afraid?)

He sighed, bracing against the sink and seeing how sharply his dark scarred hands contrasted with the smooth, white basin. 8 months. Everyone but him was dead. His thoughts drifted to the dog tags still safe in his jacket pockets.

Had the Wolf tortured others? No - probably not. Maybe not. He had only been loosed upon Harrison, Elias, and Merrick months after the others in their squad had died. Months after the other torturers tried and failed to break those that remained.

Harrison set up the hair trimmers Dan had found for him, cutting away the thick mats of black hair from his scalp. He didn’t recognize the person in the mirror, sickly and starved as they shaved their head. The last person who shaved his head was his dad, before Harrison left for bootcamp.

Somehow that thought was more bitter than memories of the Wolf, of Merrick’s screams as a rabid dog tore him apart, while electricity burned at his throat. The Wolf’s personality had been snuffed out when the dog was brought in. Any sadistic glee in his eyes shut off like a light switch, voice cut into dull choppy sentences.

At the time, Harrison thought he was just reluctant to kill off one of his victims. Now, he knew better - he knew there was more behind that fragile facade of confidence and control.

(It had to be a facade. Didn’t it?)

Why was he so desperate to justify the actions of a torturer, a murderer?

(Because he could feel his own hands around Elias’ fragile throat and those trusting tear filled eyes smiling up at him, begging for death, for mercy, for the only freedom he could give - )

The Wolf was a mirror, a scarred and hollowed out and broken reflection of what Harrison could have become.

(Maybe what he had become.)

AU Masterpost / Previous / Next

(An AU of my Freelancers series)

Taglist: @i-eat-worlds

#whump #nightmare #difficulty breathing #angst #needle mention #nonsexual nudity #past attempted noncon #past captivity #past torture #haircut #freelancers au #yeah the oh. oh. is cliche. what you gonna do? it’s cliche for a reason and that reason is it’s tender. #got my haircut yesterday btw lost like 5 lbs of hair lol #haircuts are A Big Event in my house cause of family tradition/culture stuff #it’s about new beginnings and a fresh start and reconnecting w each other :] #and I realize I channel that into every character I write when they cut their hair aldjdbdjsjdjsjs

[stiwfssr]

#rope of sand #1949 #movie #black and white #burt lancaster #Generic Gal No. 46 #That's what the lady stars did back then #my gifs #5mb #268px #smooches #whump #vintage #classic #what other keywords do the children manifest #dang it #too old i am #Those smooches are so much more tender and inflaming than tongue #74 years ago #And this is some hot shit

[shaymiens]

💛Smoshblr December Asks Day 21💙

What are your top 3 favourite tropes in media and/or fanfiction? (can be as general or specific as you want)

Bonus: What are 3 of your fave fanfics? (can be smosh related or from other fandoms)

YAY FANFICTION APPRECIATION

v general category here but psychological whump is my shit. whump and extreme hurt/comfort have always been incredibly cathartic for me. i love making little guys miserable. it's great.

fake dating! encompasses miscommunication, mutual pining, being frog boiled by your feelings, awkward performative firsts, all the good stuff.

i had to think on this one but the "everyone can see it" trope, when done well, can be so cute. sort of adjacent to fake dating. i think having two people who already sort of know they can work well together in a relationship yet procrastinate on acting on their feelings, being pushed together by well-intentioned family and friends... very cute. very sweet and goofy.

and ohh i'm telling on myself with these fave fics of mine but alas the writers need their flowers!! sort of dead dove disclaimer here, these are v particular and ns/f//w at times soooo. read under the cut!

We Go Anywhere But To The Ground by geordielover (bbc sherlock, sherlock/john, mature) - veeeeeery whumpy, sad, and dark. but i love when fics actually address characters' trauma?!¿?!¿ and the writing is so top tier. i'm sure i've been peppering little things from this fic in my own writing.

Best of Three by SilentAuror (bbc sherlock, sherlock/john, explicit) - IT'S SMUT i'm sorry it's smut!!!! but i'm gonna be so honest, i probably read this as a teen and this fic sort of exposed me to the idea of dudes just fuckin down and dirty........ and various other forms of foreplay lmaoooo. the writing is so good, the pining and emotion is so good.... my aspec ass is truly not opposed to admiring smut.

Simple Math by TheMouthKing & tripwirealarm (w//atcher entert//ainment, ryan/shane, explicit) - ok i'm like SUPER telling on myself with this one lol. it's sad and horny—and written so, SO fantastically. i'm never a multi-chapter fic gal but this one caught me with the pining and whump. like i was reading this as weekly updates. it was such an experience. and this fic basically combines the elements of the last two fics i mentioned........

#smoshblr december asks #replies #fic #wallpaper-inside-my-heart #i think i have different tropes for the fics i like to write tho #psych whump is still up there for me but i think i will always love writing smthn a lil goofy a lil tender and a lil heartbreaking #time to scroll the tag again >:)

[conherofrost]

how's your relationship with hit going? is he still you know... him or has he become more friendly?

Still the same old cold and aloof assassin. Tough egg to crack. Trust me, if there's some significant development, I'll be sure to let you know- you'll get your treats, you rabid animals.

He's had more and more jobs lately, but he still acknowledges my presence in between. In fact, he's been checking in rather closely, perhaps because winter, aka sick season, is hitting the planet. Maybe because sick prey is easier to take down or he doesn't want the flu to strike me down before he can take me down by his own hand.

Or maybe it's because... It's because he...

Could that be...?

Hm.

#answers #anonymous #((I'm a whump/sick fic enjoyer and part of me wants to start Frost sick arc)) #((Thing is I'm not sick and I don't want to be for the sake of a bit)) #((Tender caretaker Hit will break me and will not help my personal low key squish on him)) #((But I digress; separation of mod and muse))

[clairelsonao3]

Happy Tender Tuesday! (This a part of that weekly ask game)

If your character and their love interest were stranded together in a very dangerous place, how would each one of them react? Say, one of your characters gets injured in this place, how does their respective love interest deal with this situation?

Tender Tuesday is a new one for me but I love it! 💜Great ask! Especially given similar things have come up in GSNBTR recently (and will again). First of all, Louisa is prone to anxiety and panic attacks (similar mental health issues run in her family) so she wouldn’t be functional until she gets her breathing under control. Then she’d be calm enough come up with an unexpectedly clever idea to help solve the issue at hand. She’s also an aspiring doctor and a compassionate soul so she’s probably going to try to jump in and provide first aid (even if she’s not all that great at it yet). 😁

[Name redacted] is initially better in a crisis because he can keep calm and think things out logically. However, he is also ridiculously protective and prone to going too far when someone he cares about is hurt or in danger, so I think Louisa (even if she’s the one who’s injured) would have to be the one to talk him down from doing something ill-advised in relation to that, and to focus on the problem at hand.

They have a saying: “I plan, you execute” for solving thorny problems like this, and it usually (eventually) works out in the end. 💜

#Tender tuesday #asked and answered #writeblr #gsnbtr #original fiction #whump writing #romance

[whump-they-it-is]

Whumptober

No.17 Hanging By A Threat [Reluctant Caretaker]

*Context : He had just found her, his wife, in their own bed with another man after he returned from the vietnam war. Afterward, she is kidnapped,she escapes,and he is now tending to her wounds, barely speaking to one another.

Quarry 1 x 4

#whump #logan marshall green #whumptober #reluctant caretaker #quarry #mac conway #quite literally one of my favorite scenes in the show #he is so tender with her #fucking angel of a man

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

sometimes i'll spend too long looking at fan content like gifs and fanart and fanfic and metas, or writing my own fic and metas, and whenever i get in too deep i have to go back and rewatch a few scenes from the show to remember that this is a Comedy and the characters are all huge clowns almost all the time

#this happens w fic especially #bc a lot of fic is just. tonally much angstier than the show is #even if the content isn't like edgy or dark. like minimal whump #fic tends to focus on the drama more than the comedy of the show but when u watch the show the comedy is ALWAYS present #like even ed going full kraken has the scene where he leans dramatically into the candlelight and jim's like #''the fuck happened to your face???'' #so like i'll read all these extremely heart-wrenching reunion fics and like tender hurt/comfort or fluff #and then i have to go back to the show and watch ed stab a snake and stede say 'eat an apple for god's sake!' #like i start forgetting how the characters ACTUALLY behave in most of the scenes #ofmd #our flag means death #mine #txt #og #ofmd fandom crit

[scattered-winter]

I had a dream about thee perfect fic but because it was a dream I have to write it myself. 1000000 dead 2847 injured

#it was the skater boys......there was so much whump and tenderness.....literally theee ideal winter fic..... #im literally gonna cry this is the saddest thing that has ever happened to me #winter speaks

[viva-la-whump]

Too much for a little one to handle...

#whumptober2022 #no.24 #FIGHT FLIGHT OR FREEZE #Blood Covered Hands #Catatonic #star wars #the bad batch #star wars the bad batch #fic #needles #sedative #transfusion #pale #sweaty #weak #limp #tenderness #best brothers ever! #angst #whump #hurt/comfort #h/c #Tech #Hunter #Omega #Wrecker #Echo #fanfic #my work #arctrooper69

[saccharine-suffering]

oh to be a recovering whumpee in the arms of a loving caretaker

#whump shitpost #elytra.txt #middle of the night posts #i dont usually project myself onto the whumpee #but. rn. #i cant sleep #my neck and shoulders are so stiff #and maybe a little tender #all of my joints hurt all of the time #not to self diagnose but something is wrong #i sure would like someone gently rocking me to sleep #working out the at this point painful knots in my back #and soothing that everything is gonna be fine #is that too much to ask #i need to be cared for. like a silly litole guy #i am going to write a h/c fic that is so indulgent of my owm desire to be cared for #gonna take another melatonin gummy #theyre lemon flavored :)

[whumpacabra]

Day 24: “I’m doing this because I care about you.”

Angst, crying, fear for others safety, consensual kiss, implied romantic/sexual relationship, implied past abuse, referenced fictional politics

[Follows Half Truths]

East heard him the first time, but it still knocked the wind out of his lungs to hear Jackson repeat it.

“I’m doing this because I care about you - I care so damn much and - love - I can’t keep watching you do this to yourself.” Jackson’s voice cracked, Adams apple bobbing as he swallowed back anxiety.

“Why?” East finally managed to croak, hiding how his hands shook by keeping them deep in his coat pockets. What did Jackson have to gain from refusing him freelance work with the agency? Why did he want East home, isolated, alone -

“I love you.” Jackson’s whisper was paired with eyes so pained East couldn’t meet them. “And I know you. You don’t enjoy this work - it’s - ever since you started working with us it’s been - it was personal before and now it’s…it seems like an obligation, like you’re afraid of saying no.”

East looked down at his shoes, swallowing his protests. He had never declined a mission from Jackson. He had never considered it as an option, if he was being honest. He wasn’t afraid he just...forgot he could say no. (Not that he ever really wanted to tell Jackson no.)

“Are you asking me to stop or telling me to stop?” East wasn’t sure if the difference would change his answer. (If it could change his answer.) Jackson slumped into a chair at the kitchen table, head in his hands.

“I’m begging you, Easton.” Even knowing the sob in Jackson’s chest was genuine, East felt a prickle of misplaced suspicion. In all these years Jackson never lied - he certainly wasn’t lying now - but somehow East wished he was. “I won’t be around to make sure you’re okay anymore.”

“You’re retiring?” The question was more of a statement - there had been rumblings, jokes along the comms for months now. It wasn’t surprising; Jackson had done more than his time for the agency, and was well past his prime.

“I was hoping you’d want to retire with me.” (I was testing to see just how much you depended on me, if I could use that dependence to make you follow orders.) East took a seat in front of his partner, shooing away the words his mind put in Jackson’s mouth. He knew Jackson. Jackson wasn’t like that bitter and vindictive ghost that still haunted the Wolf.

“I don’t want to retire.” East always found honesty easy, but somehow the words came hoarse and ragged from his throat. “I don’t like change.” Jackson’s huff was laced with forced amusement, voice watery and tight.

“I know, I know you don’t like change, love. But I can’t keep doing this work. And I don’t think you can either.” It wasn’t an insult to his skills or state of mind - East simply didn’t have the contacts in the agency to do his work the way he always had without Jackson to vouch for him. Someone would get suspicious, curious - and someone would eventually find out he wasn’t the man they thought he was.

It wasn’t sustainable. Jackson’s retirement was inevitable - and sooner or later someone would pull back East’s mask and find the Wolf.

“Okay.”

Jackson’s tears slowed, stemmed as concerned confusion scrunched his face.

“‘Okay?’” A gentle grief flooded his teary eyes. He thought East was shutting down, agreeing for the sake of agreeing. “Oh, love - ”

“I trust you, Jackson.” East made a point of reaching out, taking his partners hand in his. (Proving that he was present, he was here and now and awake.) “I - I trust you. We'll figure it out together.” There was so much he wanted to say but didn’t know how. I’m scared but I know you’ll be with me. I’m confused but I know you’ll help me understand. I love you, and I don’t think I could survive losing you.

Jackson’s smile wavered, unsteady as a fresh flush of tears ran down his cheeks. He leaned forward, eyes asking a question East answered with a tender kiss. He loved Jackson enough to trust him in this - and every other choice they made.

[Before Selfishness]

(Part of my Freelancers: Boy Meets World series)

Taglist: @stargeode

#whump #angst #crying #fear for others safety #past abuse #fictional politics #freelancers #febuwhump #febuwhump2024 #febuwhumpday24 #let me know if you want to be added/removed from the taglist! #pros of nonlinear writing: so productive holy shit. cons of nonlinear writing: hard for readers to follow i am so sorry #joy. tender old man yaoi upon ye.