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Last Day

Josh got bored, had a mean idea, and things spiraled out of control (again) 🤕

Tw: lots of manhandling, knife, discussion of knife slashing and stabbing, discussion of murder, creepy whumper, slavery universe

Tag list 🤠: @deluxewhump @eatyourdamnpears @inaridriscoll @whump-story-prompts @newbornwhumperfly

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Josh felt like he was rotting away in the sticky heat as he lazily watched a crew pass by the barn door. That was until he made eye contact with poor Guppy, who was trailing the group. The boy quickly sped up, but he probably knew it was too late. Josh wasn’t one to waste such a heaven-sent opportunity.

“Guppy!” Josh bellowed.

A worker stuck his head around the side of the door. “Hey, we’re using him for the project in the far field.”

“We’ll be just a minute,” Josh said.

The worker looked over at someone behind the door, hesitating.

“Just a minute,” Josh said, narrowing his eyes.

The worker sighed. “Alright... In ya go, then. You know where to meet us.”

The gravel crunched, and Josh could hear a small scuffle. Guppy was pushed into the doorway.

Josh was delighted by how he froze in place. “What, not happy to see me?”

Guppy said nothing, still looking to the side with a pitiful expression.

“Tss. They’ve got work to do now, no puppy eyes,” Josh said, waving away the worker. “You’re with me. Come here.” Josh took a seat on a nearby bale.

Guppy carefully stepped over to Josh, as if he might set off a landmine, stopping a good few strides away. That was much too hopeful of him.

Josh slapped his thighs. “Come sit.”

Guppy inched closer. “Sit?” he said hoarsely.

“Well don’t be slow, Gup Gup. Here,” Josh said, patting his thighs again, and bouncing his legs.

He watched the color drain from Guppy’s face as he processed his bad luck.

“W-why sir,” Guppy nearly whispered.

“Because I have something to tell you,” Josh said in a low growl.

Guppy swallowed and finally stepped up to Josh.

Josh pulled the boy down onto his lap and wrapped his arms around his torso tightly. Like a little seatbelt. Guppy yelped. Josh loved that terrified noise, and the way he could feel the boy’s body tremble like a wild rabbit in a trap.

Josh began to rock him back and forth, slowly. “Guuuppy. You see Mishka lately?”

Guppy was totally rigid in Josh’s arms. “Um, yes. Yes sir.” He spoke tightly, taking small breaths.

“Hmmm,” Josh said warmly, tightening his hug, making Guppy squirm and wince softly. “Did you know today was his last day? He’s not coming back.”

Guppy held his breath. Josh could feel the boy’s heart hammering through his thin shirt.

“Wh—” Guppy was growing red. “What?”

Josh rested his chin on Guppy’s shoulder and pouted his lip. “Uh oh. He didn’t tell you?”

“No...” Guppy said softly. “You’re lying.”

“Why are you so sure?” Josh pressed his fingers lightly into Guppy’s stomach. “Wanna know how I know?”

“He would’ve told me,” Guppy replied, with a hint of confidence.

“Tss. You’re just a slave. Who cries and pees himself and always s-s-stutters and can’t even read. Why do you think he’d tell you anything?” Josh replied.

“Y-you’re lying,” Guppy said shakily. Josh felt a flash of anger— the little shit wasn’t buying it. Josh considered just putting him into a chokehold. But he had a stroke of genius.

“Fine, don’t believe me. I don’t care. I don’t need to tell you the message he told me to pass on then,” Josh said coolly, loosening his arms.

“Wait— a message?” Guppy said, falling right back into the trap.

“Why should I tell you, you don’t even care that he’s gone. And I really thought you loooved him,” Josh said.

“Sir. I’m sorry. What did he say!” Guppy said urgently.

“Oh alright,” Josh said, barely containing the bubbling laughter in his chest. He took a breath, steadying himself, then leaned close to Guppy’s ear.

“Last thing I heard from him... he was calling your name—”

“—I—Wh—” Guppy squirmed frustratedly.

“—Begging for help.”

There was a delicious pause as the words sank in. “I— What do you mean?” the boy said. He was now gritting his teeth. Awww. He was so funny when he was angry.

Josh paused for dramatic effect, and then gripped Guppy tightly, bracing. “Your beloved Misha... begged me not to kill him!”

For a moment there was silence, except for Guppy’s heavy breathing. Then Guppy jerked suddenly, squirming hard, trying to pull Josh’s arms down. Josh began to laugh, and gripped him harder.

“Hahah! He said, don’t kill me Josh! Josh I’m begging you, spare me. Hahah!” Josh exclaimed.

“No!” Guppy kicked into Josh’s shins. Josh hissed through his giggles and wrapped his legs around Guppy’s.

“Hahah, Misha begged like an animal! Please stop Josh, oh god, somebody help me, Guppy help me please!” Josh twisted around so that all his weight was on Guppy, pinning him into the bale.

He squeezed the growling boy, and whispered into his ear, “Heh.. Ha... Wanna know what I said to him, before I cut his throat out?”

Guppy bit down onto Josh’s arm. For a moment Josh saw red and threw him off, into the ground. Guppy landed on all fours but as he was rising to his feet, Josh landed a hard kick straight into his jaw.

Guppy collapsed into the straw, panting, and Josh leapt after him, shoving a knee into his back, forcing him on his stomach.

Guppy roared and flailed but Josh pinned his arms behind him, twisting one, higher, higher. Guppy winced, “Ah, ah!”

Josh smiled and planted the other leg into the dirt, to keep from being thrown off in case Guppy bucked.

Josh pulled out his switchblade and flicked open the knife. Extraordinary luck. He hadn’t washed off the pig’s blood, which was brown and crusting the edge. He dangled it in front of the slave’s face, letting it glint and catch the light.

Guppy wriggled weakly, but Josh had him pinned pretty solidly.

Josh considered tracing the knife over his neck, but ideally wanted to avoid the tracks of shallow cuts that would bleed and make everyone dramatically worry.

“I had your crush pinned on the ground, kinda like how we are here. I took this knife,” Josh drove the knife into the dirt in front of Guppy’s face, then pressed a single finger up against the boy’s neck, “and then sliced his throat.” Josh dragged the finger across his neck, miming the motion.

Tears silently dripped out of Guppy’s eyes.

“Blood was everywhere, gushing out. Really a sight to see, hoo boy. I knew he didn’t have long, but I wanted to make the most of it you know? So I stabbed him,” Josh poked Guppy’s sides with his finger, “again and again until he stopped moving.”

Guppy jolted from the pokes and cried harder.

Josh let go of his arm and sat up. Well that was fun. He yanked the knife out of the ground and flicked it shut.

“Why?” Guppy whispered.

Why? Josh didn’t know. He thought for a moment. “Cause I felt like it.”

Guppy‘s face twisted, but he didn’t move, well, aside from sobbing.

How boring. Josh stood up and dusted himself off. Guppy just curled up in the dirt, snot dripping from his nose.

“Nothing to say? That’s sad,” Josh said, folding his arms.

“Mmm...” Guppy said, then mumbled something.

“Didn’t hear ya, speak up please,” Josh said.

“Gonna... gonna tell M-Master,” Guppy exhaled.

“Oooh you little fucker.” Josh pressed his boot onto Guppy’s throat and watched as he twitched without air, mouth gasping like a damn fish. Josh didn’t really want to explain this situation to Roberts at the end of the day. It wasn’t his fault the slave was a gullible idiot.

“No Guppy. I’ll tell him you did it. Tell him you were too lovesick and fucked up in the head. So you sliced him up. Not so fucking innocent after all.” Josh twisted his boot. Guppy was now bright red, clawing at the boot weakly.

Josh lifted his foot and Guppy gasped and coughed jerkily.

Josh crouched down. “Aww. Who do you think he’d believe? Me, one of his longest serving workers? Or you, the pissy, whiny, ungrateful slave?”

Guppy winced, unable to look Josh in the face. Pathetic.

“I’ll know if you squeal.” Josh stood again, and looked out at the fields. He suddenly remembered that he had to return Guppy to the men working at the far fields. “Ah shit.”

Josh looked at the little wreck curled in the dirt, and figured it’d be easier to just go lend a hand up there himself. Oh well. Definitely worth it.

“When you’re done sniveling, haul ass to the far fields. Else I’ll come back here, and neither of us want that,” Josh said.

Guppy was silent, still turned away on the ground. He must really have a crush on Misha, Josh thought, smiling on his way out.

#guppy and misha #whump writing #tw slavery #tw knives #tw murder #manhandling #creepy whumper #non con touching #tw stabbing

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tss-whumper · 3 months

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i don’t think caretaker trauma is talked about enough

of course whumpees are going through horrible things and deserve care and love and all that. they’re the whumpees, they’re traumatized to an extreme degree.

but being the person who cares for the whumpee, the one who has to see this shell of a person over and over, the one who the whumpee flinches away from when they’re just trying to make sure whumpee eats. the one who is running on no sleep because making sure the whumpee gets rest is more important than sleeping themselves. the one who had to watch the ransom videos. the one who was just sitting, helpless, or the one frantically searching to no avail. the one who blames themselves for not being able to rescue whumpee sooner.

the caretaker deserves some love and care and comfort too.

#whump #whump ideas #whump prompts #whump prompt #whump idea #whump community #caretaker #whumpee #tss whumper ideas

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tss-whumper · 3 months

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whumpee was extremely underweight at the time they were rescued.

weeks pass as they are being nursed back to health by caretaker. they start to gain a lot of weight back, slowly and eventually gaining back all the weight they lost.

caretaker smiles when they see the number on the scale go up, giving whumpee a high-five or a celebratory hug.

because weight gain is NOT A BAD THING.

maybe whumpee gets a bit pudgy. maybe whumpee notices that they have flab where they didn’t before. and they SMILE. they’re getting themselves back. they’re getting their body back because they aren’t being starved anymore.

just an overall positive attitude about weight gain in hurt/comfort whump please. because it is so special to me.

#whump #whump ideas #whump prompts #whump community #whump concept #whumpee #whump prompt #whump idea #whump writing #tss whumper #tss whumper ideas

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tss-whumper · 2 months

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(cw -> talk of homophobia, internalized homophobia, religious trauma, suppression, brief mention of physical abuse, cages, knives, and scars.)

classic sanders sides concept of: roman realizes that thomas is gay and patton suppresses him and forces him to keep it secret and blames roman for thomas being "broken" as a lover because he is gay.

BUT

the addition of janus into this equation. after all, the transition from closeted to out and proud has a lot of deceit involved. convincing others you're straight. convincing YOURSELF you're straight.

janus and patton both working to make sure that roman doesn't get to express love/romance freely because of the social consequences that may arise, caring more about the potential harm thomas may face than the guaranteed harm that roman will face as a result of being suppressed.

it would be extra whumpy if there was some sort of physical manifestation of patton and janus suppressing roman. imagine they lock roman in a literal closet, or a cage. to keep him from escaping and continuing to express his gay-ass truth. maybe they cut him through the heart in the hopes that they might kill the part of him that is making thomas gay. maybe he has permanent scars on his chest around his heart as a result.

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tss-whumper · 3 months

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how the sides would be described as whumpees in a scientific report

(this is just for fun because i saw another whump blog doing this!)

(also i didn't include patton because i just don't like writing him as a whumpee.)

(cw for mentions of torture, kidnapping, and mentally breaking a person.)

roman -> young adult male, late teens to mid twenties. a perfect subject for senseless torture. noble, eager to please, idealistic to the point of delusion. a beautiful crier. most effective in front of a camera. could make millions in ransom $$. has a bad habit of trying to steal attention and favor that makes him generally unlikeable among other subjects. attached to his brother, is extremely distressed when they are separated.

logan -> adult male, late twenties to early thirties. very difficult to break. be cautious; he has the ability to outsmart you if you are not careful. does not view himself as valuable, will accept degradation with little reaction. knowledgable about the workings of the human body. a viable candidate for an assistant position, if broken enough.

virgil -> adult male, mid to late twenties. sarcastic and mouthy, but will submit quickly to those stronger than him. a martyr who will always put himself in front of weaker subjects. does not think highly of himself. breaks easily. not as strong or athletic as he looks. eats very little, is known to give his food portions to other subjects.

remus -> young adult male, late teens to mid twenties. very opposite to his brother. strong-willed, does not submit. seemingly impossible to break. not defiant, but not submissive either. sometimes appears to enjoy torture, but not in a sexual sense. it seems to be some sort of coping mechanism or front. mindlessly loyal to his brother, will do anything to ensure his safety.

janus -> young adult male, early to mid twenties. enigmatic, will not reveal anything about himself or his past. protective of weaker subjects, but his own safety always seems to come first. regularly attempts to manipulate his captors. be careful. he can be very convincing. the most determined to escape. keep a close eye on him.

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tss-whumper · 5 months

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whump concept: roman has always been regarded as the selfish one of the group. the brat who always needs to get his way, who always needs to have the best of the best, even if it means that others don’t get much of anything.

but when all the sides are put in a dangerous situation, roman sacrifices his safety/freedom/life for the others. the ultimate act of selflessness. is it enough to repent for all the greedy acts of his past (in the eyes of the others)?

what if it’s not?

#sanders sides #tss #roman sanders #thomas sanders #tss roman #whump writing #whump community #sanders sides fanfic #sanders sides fanfiction #sanders sides fic #sanders sides roman #roman tss #tss whumper ideas

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tss-whumper · 3 months

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au in which all of the sides except for patton are slowly starting to develop more of their animalistic features, and are starting to lose their human abilities. except for patton. but instead of helping them try to find a cure, he starts to take advantage of them in this state, creating a sort of zoo environment for them and taking away even more of their autonomy.

and my headcanons for the sides that don't yet have explicit features (remus is an octopus, virgil is a spider, janus is a snake) is roman is a deer and logan is a falcon/eagle!

#sanders sides #tss #thomas sanders #whump community #whump writing #whumper patton #whumpee roman #whumpee virgil #whumpee janus #whumpee logan #whumpee remus #tss whumper ideas

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tss-whumper · 3 months

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(cw -> crucifixion, physical torture, religious trauma)

concept in which whumper!patton crucifies somebody as a way for them to atone for their "sins".

#tss whumper ideas #sanders sides whump #whumper patton #crucifixtion #physical abuse #torture #religious trauma #whump #whump community #whump idea #whump concept

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tss-whumper · 2 months

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run baby run au

this is probably one of my top favorite sanders sides aus of all time that i have ever made! i'm excited to finally post about it.

this au is very dark so read with caution!

(cw -> ableism, mentions of s/a, pedophilia, violence, physical abuse, kidnapping)

this story begins in an overcrowded group home, where two orphans, half-brothers, have found each other, clung to each other, and decided from there on out that they would never, ever let go.

their names are roman and logan.

roman is the older brother, standing at ten years old. he is willowy, starting to hit his growth spurt, and he has luscious dark skin and beautiful red-brown curls that sit wildly upon his head, just how he likes them. he is shockingly gentle considering how much energy he constantly carries around, and he is always curious. the world is his playground, and his vibrant imagination is always in use. and he is severely intellectually disabled. roman is a boy who has the same mental capacity as a six year old due to an intellectual disability, his iq being in the 40's. he struggles with basic tasks, and it is uncertain if he will ever be able to live independently. nobody in the group home could be bothered with parenting the boy, as they label him as difficult and bratty. so roman basically has no choice but to lean on his little brother.

speaking of little brother, logan is the younger of the two, six years old to be exact. he is tiny, extremely tiny in fact, and he has light olive skin and pin-straight black hair that he chooses to keep long because brushing it soothes him. he is startlingly mature for his age, and he always has a gleam in his eyes as if he's always observing the world around him in a careful, scrutinizing way. he is a genius, able to learn things very quickly, to the point where he is at a high school learning level when other kids his age are barely at elementary school level. and out of necessity, he has learned how to parent his older brother, helping him through things that he cannot do, and basically dedicating his entire life and all of his time to making sure that roman's various needs are met. he doesn't see any other option. nobody else is going to take care of roman, and he is the only one who is capable. so he does it. and he loves roman dearly throughout it all, seeing the potential roman has where nobody else does.

roman and logan struggle in the group home. nobody wants to adopt them, or even foster them, because they are such a unique case. many people have tried to separate the brothers, but it never works. they are too attached, and they cannot imagine life without each other. until virgil, their kind, standoffish, and very anxious social worker decides that enough is enough. he loves roman and logan like they are his own, and he decides to make them his own. he adopts them, and roman and logan are thrilled that they get to live with the one person in the group home situation who was actually nice to them.

but good things don't always last forever.

virgil struggles. a lot. with raising these two kids. he tries very hard to give them equal attention, but it becomes difficult as roman has a lot of needs, while it seems like logan has very few. logan can take care of himself in the morning. logan can make his own meals when he is hungry. logan can do his own homework without help. logan can, logan can, logan can. and roman can't. not without help, at least. so virgil finds himself spread too thin trying to take care of roman, while logan is sort of neglected, left in the dark. it doesn't help that logan is a very independent type who doesn't like to be vulnerable. logan doesn't want help from virgil. he's six, and then he's ten, and then he's fourteen. and he still doesn't want help. and when roman turns eighteen and has to deal with the transition from kid to adult, he needs even more help, and so logan distances himself even more, deciding to skip high school entirely and attend the local college for schooling.

in college, logan meets a sweet and happy man named patton. unlike the other college students, who view logan with irritation and disgust, patton is very nice to logan, offering to study with him and hang out with him after classes. logan is shocked, and a bit excited that a college student wants to hang out with him. so he accepts, and the two grow closer and closer. patton starts to invite logan to parties, and then, he slowly transitions into inviting logan into his dorm room alone. the two kiss within two weeks of knowing each other, and logan feels like he's in heaven. somebody loves him romantically. somebody knows him without knowing his complicated family situation. so logan distances himself from his family more and more as his relationship with patton grows. patton tells logan that he just turned eighteen. when logan nervously tells patton that he's fourteen, patton only laughs and tells him that age is not that important.

age is not that important.

and patton isn't actually eighteen. he is going on twenty-five.

but logan doesn't know that. and since he has never been in a relationship before, and he doesn't even tell virgil and roman about what's going on, he doesn't have anybody to talk to as the relationship between him and patton grows more and more...dangerous. patton starts locking logan in the dorm room, not letting him out until logan touches him the way he wants. patton starts to hit logan whenever logan says no to patton's advances, or speaks out against him in any way. and the very first time patton sexually assaults logan, the poor boy's world turns upside down. he feels broken, disgusting. but he can't tell anyone. roman wouldn't understand. and virgil? logan couldn't stand the idea of seeming like some disgusting delinquent, or a sex-crazed animal. he didn't want virgil to blame him. so he keeps quiet, and lets it keep happening.

(this is only part one! there is more to the au than this, but this is the first arc, and i don't want to give away the entire storyline in one post because there are a LOT of plot twists! this is one of my most favorite aus, so please let me know if you want part two!)

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tss-whumper · 2 months

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okay this is a really weird request that’s gonna make me sound a bit like a pick-me.

if you are fat/plus-size/big/however you consider yourself, and you enjoy whump, what are some things about bigger bodies that would make whumping them unique?

i am a smaller person so i am used to writing from my own experience when it comes to how my body physically reacts to different kinds of suffering, but is there anything that is not often written about that bigger bodies would react differently to? such as different whump tropes, torture methods, etc?

#whump community #whump writing #whump #whump prompts #whump idea #whumpee #whump prompt #tss whumper

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tss-whumper · 4 months

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*materializes into existence*

Hi :D

Inspired by your whump tss fics!

Anyway, mayhaps an idea: Whumpee is very distrustful of everyone, even after being rescued. The only person who can come close to them without them getting very tense is Caretaker. The rest of the team is... well, unsure about Whumpee at this point. Someone says something that sounds a little too much like Whumper (accidental trigger), and Caretaker is the only one who can calm Whumpee down.

Do with that what ya will.

Have fun :D

hi!! thank you so much for the support, this is an amazing idea! i think i'm going to do my heroes and villains au for this one, it's a really good fit for this particular prompt, plus, father figure janus has my WHOLE HEART he's the best caretaker.

this fic features whumpee roman, caretaker janus, and mentions of whumper patton! also, logan and virgil are there but they aren't really anything they're just chillin'. logan is just trying his best.

also the beginning kinda just offers some general exposition to the au and the dynamics so it's just short little snippets of life before the big angst bomb comes raining down.

(cw -> past parental abuse, flashbacks, panic attacks, brief physical violence)

Roman wasn't a violent dog.

But he knew why he bit.

Every night, he saw the face of his uncle, the man who raised him, the man who taught him everything about the world. And he shivered, because while he never wanted to see Patton again, he also wanted nothing more than to be enveloped in his arms one more time.

When he looked in the mirror, Roman wanted to erase himself and start over from the beginning. Permanent scars that were never going away, endless reminders of what a failure he had been. His gauntlet was the only part of him that was pristine, and even that was so out of his reach.

Janus told him that it was Patton's fault that he didn't know how to use his powers, but Roman just couldn't believe it. He was a superhero. He had to know how to use his powers no matter what. Being a kid was no excuse. Being young and impressionable was no excuse. Being starved and beaten and tortured every time he made the smallest mistake was still not an excuse.

Roman was a hero. He had to be better.

"Virgil, come on, how many times do I have to remind you to wipe your feet before walking in?" Logan groaned, "We're guests in this house, we should not be dirtying it."

"Sorry, Pa," Virgil mumbled, "I'll clean it up."

"Thank you," Logan said, "And have half a mind not to do it again."

Roman, who was seated on the couch as this argument occurred, squeezed his eyes shut steeling himself as he waited for the slap. Or the hit. Or a cry of pain from Virgil. But seconds passed, and there was no sound except for the spray cleaner and scrubbing the floor. The mess took all of ten seconds to clean up, if that. Roman didn't understand. When he was under punishment with Patton and had to clean floors, it felt like it took much longer.

Roman's face was wet with tears, but he found himself feeling scarily numb as he sat in Janus' lap, fiddling with the gemstone necklaces held loosely around his neck with common kitchen twine.

"Ro...we really need to do something about these nightmares," Janus murmured, nothing but warmth in his voice and body. Roman almost felt safe in his arms. "It's not healthy for a kid your age to be waking up screaming every night."

"I'm sorry, sir," Roman said flatly, still trapped in a hellish haze, "I'll be better. I'll do anything you want, just spare me. Please."

Janus could feel his heart shatter in two. He hugged the teenager close, starting to pet his hair gently.

"Oh, baby..." Janus whispered, "What on Earth are we gonna do with you...?"

"If you hate me so much, maybe you should just put me back where I came from! You didn't have to adopt me, you could have just gotten a perfect kid instead!"

It was rare for Virgil to shout, so when Roman heard it, he was shaken immediately. Out of pure self preservation, he hid himself in the blanket he had been wearing. When Logan and Virgil argued, it was difficult, and it was messy. They were both headstrong people, which often led to butting heads more than either of them, or the two people they lived with, liked.

"Virgil, don't be ridiculous, I don't hate you!" Logan retaliated, "I just want you to stop closing yourself off, it's useless to try and handle everything in the world by yourself! You're just a child, when will you get that through your head??"

"Maybe I will once you stop micromanaging me like I'm five years old!" Virgil yelled, "I'm not a baby anymore, Pa, I don't need you hovering over my shoulder! Do you know how hard it is to be known as the tattletale at school?? Do you even care?? No, you don't, because all you care about is making yourself feel helpful!"

"I could strangle you right now!"

"Fine! Do it, see if I care!"

Virgil stormed off, slamming the door to his room, causing Roman to tremble where he sat. Oh, boy. Virgil was going to get it now. Roman waited for Logan to roar, to scream at Virgil to open the door before he regretted ever raising his voice at him. The thought made Roman so nervous. Virgil was injured already. He couldn't handle being strangled too. He just couldn't.

So Roman did the heroic thing: he stepped in.

Before Logan could take another step towards Virgil's room, Roman rushed in front of him.

"Virgil didn't mean it, Virgil didn't mean that!" he insisted, his words spilling over each other.

"Were you listening in to our conversation?" Logan sputtered, his face turning a bit red, "Wh- why would you do that? That was between me and Virgil, it has nothing to do with you!"

Logan side-stepped Roman, coming closer to Virgil's room. In a panic, Roman lunged at Logan, hoping to protect Virgil from any sort of wrath.

"Get off me!" Logan exclaimed, "Roman, what are you doing??"

"Stay away from him!" Roman begged as he punched and kicked blindly, thinking of nothing except weakening Logan, protecting Virgil. Weakening Logan, protecting Virgil. It was his responsibility. "He's still healing!"

"Roman, stop!" Logan pleaded, "Please, stop it, you're hurting me!"

Roman was much younger than Logan. But he wasn't that much weaker. He was a young hero, having trained his entire life to fight people, while Logan was just a civilian. No superpowers, no training. He was a bit fragile, in fact. So it wasn't a surprise that Roman was "winning" this exchange, but the child was too blinded by panic to realize this.

"Don't touch Virgil!" Roman begged, "Don't, please, he can't handle it! He can't handle that, he's good, he's good, he'll be good!"

"Janus!" Logan started to scream, thrashing to get away from Roman, "Janus, help me!"

And just then, Roman's entire world seemed to stop.

Logan's begging and crying for help sounded so much like his own. The way his words would bounce against the wall, hitting nobody as he was forced to endure hours of torture in solitary confinement, no sound to keep him company except for his own fruitless pleading. Logan already sounded so defeated. He sounded like he was ready to die. Just like Roman had been all those times before.

Roman's breathing grew shallow and stuttered, and the second he loosened his grip, Logan scrambled out of Roman's arms, shoving him hard. As Janus raced into the room, he saw his child hyperventilating, and Logan with a scratched up face and broken glasses.

"What- what on Earth happened here?" Janus demanded, "Logan, what did you do??"

"What did I do?" Logan repeated, "Why are you asking me that?? Roman's the one that attacked me, he tried to kill me!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry- I'm sorry-!" Roman whispered, starting to grip his own hair as he curled in on himself.

"He's a little monster!"

Roman's shallow breathing turned into desperate gasps as he wheezed irregularly, his chest rising and falling largely.

"There's ice in the freezer, I'm so sorry, Lo. I'm so sorry. I should have warned you- I'll pay for your glasses."

"No need," Logan said coldly, "I need some space, if you don't mind. I'm getting tired of being attacked from all sides."

Janus opened his mouth to say something to Logan as the angry man left, but he was distracted by the sound of Roman's fight for air. When Janus looked over, the child had tears streaming down his face, his eyes large and wild, as if he was a wounded animal.

"Darling...come here," Janus whispered sitting on the floor in front of Roman and starting to pull him close.

"No, please," Roman whispered, "Please don't hurt me. I'm sorry- I didn't mean to- I- I-"

"Shh...shh, Roman, don't speak," Janus murmured, hugging Roman gently. "Breathe. I understand. I understand you. I do."

Janus saw so much of himself in those terrified brown eyes. Roman just wanted to protect somebody, and it had gone way too far. What was the poor kid to do? Of course, he had to apologize to Logan. But that would have to be at another time.

Roman shuddered, and before he could overthink anymore, he threw himself into Janus' arms, sobbing vehemently into his shoulder. Guilt washed over him like waves, and he almost wished that Patton was around to punish him. It was what he deserved for attacking somebody weaker than him. In that regard, was Roman really any different from Patton?

"I'm bad," Roman mumbled, "I'm bad, I'm a villain- I'm horrible-..."

"Shh," Janus repeated, rubbing gentle circles onto Roman's back, "Shh, darling. You're not bad. You're not a villain. You're a child. You're a child who's scared. Let yourself be scared. I'm here for you. I'm going to protect you, sweet thing. I promise."

"But what about Logan?" Roman asked, staring up at Janus with tear-stained cheeks and round eyes that broke Janus' heart.

"Logan will be okay, darling," Janus reassured, "He will be. I'm going to help him, and I'll take him to the doctor's, and I'll make sure he's doing okay. He'll understand. He will. He's got to."

"I don't know why I did that," Roman whimpered, "I don't know why I kept going, I could have stopped, he cried for help, I could have stopped!"

"I know, baby, I know," Janus soothed, "I know how it feels. I know. You made a mistake. You messed up. But you're not in trouble. You're not going to get hurt because you hurt someone else. What's the use of that? Then, everybody is hurt, and nobody is happy. Does that make sense?

"I- I- I guess so," Roman whispered, "But- Logan hates me. He hates me now, he hates me, he thinks I'm a monster-"

"He does not think that," Janus said calmly, "He was speaking while he was angry. Think about it. Do you say what you mean when you're angry? Does anybody?"

Roman shuddered. Patton did. But he didn't say so.

"It'll be okay, sweetie," Janus reassured, continuing to hold Roman as he rocked the teenager gently on the carpeted floor. "It's okay."

Janus used to be a violent dog too.

He understood why Roman bit.

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pierrot almost made me cry omg

anw! (if youre comfortable to!)

what about trans whumpee & caretaker & the caretaker (sort of) understands and offers to help.

could be w the sides ngl but it doesnt have to be (if so my brain says remus & virgil but. feel free to change who.)

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thank you so much for the kind words about pierrot! it was a joy to write, and i might even make a part two if i get the time!

and i love this idea! here are some ideas for trans whumpee scenarios, with some featuring a caretaker who understands one way or another (and i'm gonna make it tss just for funsies!):

(cw -> implied past whump, eating disorders, gender dysphoria, mentions of blood, transphobia)

transmasc/transfemme!virgil who is mute and refuses to speak because their voice doesn't reflect their identity and the idea of their voice being heard gives them extreme dysphoria. this allows many whumpers with bad intentions to take advantage of them one way or another. after all, virgil is just so precious and cute and quiet. there's no way for them to tell anybody about what's happening to them without bringing harm to themselves. what a delicious predicament.

caretaker!logan who when he finds out that whumpee!side is trans, does all the research possible on their identity in order to better support them. this can be a bit humorous if logan stumbles upon outdated sources and whumpee has to correct him on his hilariously out of date terminology ("logan, hon, nobody calls it transsexual anymore.")

whumpees!roman and remus both being trans and both being raised in a transphobic environment, but they are caretakers for each other, being the only ones who understand each other.

whumpee!roman who is transmasc and starving himself to try and make his body appear more masculine.

whumpee!logan who is transmasc having his period and trying to hide it. maybe he bleeds through his pants and caretaker!roman helps him out, while logan is snappy, embarrassed, and unusually emotionally sensitive. roman just affirming his masculinity while scrubbing the blood out of his pants and giving him a heating pad and medicine.

let me know if you guys want more of these!! as a gender non-conforming individual, these are very interesting to make, and i think the whump community needs more trans content.

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