#youngest

[whumpsoda]

May I suggest a whumper who puts spells on his whumpee’s or hypnotizes them or smth to believe that they’re all a happy traditional family. Whumpee’s all think this is completely normal—even the family dog which used to be whumper’s most resistant captive.

Sorry this took so long… I just had to do this prompt, it’s too good! I hope I did it justice :3

cw: brainwashing, pet whump, multiple whumpees, lady whumpee, captivity

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Villain loved his family. 

Some would never believe him, most prominent due to the means of which he sourced said family, but really, he did love them. Cared for them, even.

“Movie! Movie! Movie!” Youngest squealed, just like the child he believed himself to be, swinging his feet excitedly on the couch. Adorned in his favorite pajamas, bright pink and far too small, he waited for the rest of his family to join him in the living room. One hand was wrapped around a gigantic bowl of delicious smelling and steaming popcorn, the other ruffling through the grease coated hair of his pet.

Hero, with his chin placed atop his former partner’s lap, held a dopey smile and glassy eyes as his scalp was softly scritched at. He shivered with delight, nearly drooling over the blissful touch and smell of food he wasn’t allowed to eat. Villain couldn’t help but wish he had a camera ready to capture such a mind bogglingly satisfying image.

“Watch out!” Medic- or, the former medic, now Villain’s partner- exclaimed, a sweet grin strung across her lips. “Puppy over there is waiting for you to drop something!”

Youngest only chuckled, cheerfully ruffling Hero’s hair. Gleefully, Hero giggled, leaning into the pleasant touch. “Come on, come on! I wanna start the TV!”

“Okay, okay!” Villain yelled back, smiling from ear to ear, watching as Youngest and Hero’s faces both lit up upon seeing their former enemy enter the room. Hero eagerly crawled over to meet him, nuzzling and stroking his face over the fabric of the other man’s pant leg.

Almost, Villain wanted to laugh. His plans and wishes had come perfectly true. His toughest foe and captive, reduced to that of a mere dog. Yearning only for cuddles and treats, too stupid to understand the world around him. No more fight, no more irritating quips, no more screaming, no more Hero. 

The thought made Villain positively giddy. 

Villain searched into his back pocket, holding out and dangling a bone shaped dog treat between two fingers. Hero brightened, sitting up sloppily. “Paw.” Villain instructed, shaking Hero by the hand and dropping the reward between the man’s teeth, right onto his panting tongue. “Good boy!”

“Dad, come on! Come on! Mom!” Youngest called, kicking his feet still, but now in impatient anticipation. 

“I told you, I’m coming!” Medic entered, hair put up into a lazy bun with a plush robe tied around her waist. “I was just grabbing a drink, baby.” She placed a quick peck to the lanky man’s forehead, before adjusting the vibrantly pink clips scattered about his hair.

Youngest’s face flushed, giggling. “Dad, c’mere!”

“Come on, puppy.” Gifting Hero a few pats to the head, Villain gestured him along to the couch before plopping down beside his partner. He hooked his arm around Medic, pushing her head to sit upon his shoulder.

Sometimes, he secretly wished she’d give him little kisses just as she did Youngest. He’d never felt such tender contact before, and most likely never would.

Following example, Hero hopped onto a cushion beside youngest, getting prepared to curl up beside the man in his eyes he deemed as a young child before Medic pointed to him with disapproval. “No.” She scolded. “No dogs on the furniture.”

With a frown he climbed back down on all fours, disappointedly furling into a ball at their feet. Villain watched in satisfaction, bending down a moment later to pat the whining man’s head. 

All the while Youngest fiddled with the remote, just until he managed to get the television turned on. A moment later the screen switched to life, instantly the sounds of a newscast filling the group’s ears.

No.

“Hey,” Villain started, reaching around to take the remote for himself.

He couldn’t let them see anything they weren’t supposed to. Anything that could pull them from their brainwashing, even by the slightest bit. Youngest wrenched it away, barely taking notice, instead captivated by something dancing upon the screen.

The criminal’s heart skipped a beat. That something, just so happened to be himself.

Videos, pictures, recordings, even, of the three’s heroics blared across the screen, regular civilians that worshipped the group pleading for the team back. Other heros as well, begging for their friends and comrades to be found.

Villain clamored for the remote desperately, chest beating with a spark of adrenaline. All three of the other family members were fixed on the TV, brows furrowed as their minds twisted blank, refusing and yet fighting to digest what they were watching.

“Youngest! Give me the remote!” Villain shouted, the other man still refusing to give it up with an iron grip.

Oh, no, no, no, no-

“That’s…” Youngest mumbled, brain gradually working to achieve comprehension.

Medic’s expression was twisted in befuddlement alongside him, frozen rigid in place. “I don’t… understand…”

Please, no-

“Nngh…!” Hero whimpered, shrinking back with fearful puzzlement.

Villain couldn’t fail. Not then, and not ever. He couldn’t let them break free from their conditioning, couldn't allow them to remember, and most of all couldn’t afford to lose them. He’d never had such a loving, happy family, let alone a group of people he cherished so shockingly dearly, and he wouldn’t let his hard work go to waste so easily.

Finally, some button was switched that successfully flicked the screen, turning it to whatever else was showing at the moment. Still shaking, Villain sighed in relief as the other three blinked out from their trance, minds easing and carefully returning with his control still strict in place.

Medic sputtered in confusion. “What… um, sorry…” she mumbled, turning to her partner for an answer. He couldn’t let her know. He couldn’t let her realize, or she would hate him again-

“Momma, my head hurts.” Youngest whined, gripping the sides of his head and dropping into her lap. He scrunched the muscles of his face in an attempt to clear his head.

Still in that of a hazy daze, Medic’s vision still unfocused glazed over, she stumbled over her words. “Mine, um, mine.. too…”

Hero rubbed against her leg in dreaded distress, croaking whimpers scratching from his throat. He clawed the walls of his mind, shoving himself back down in favor of the brainwashing.

“Everything’s alright! Let’s just watch the movie, okay?” Villain brushed them off, trembling, quickly setting up the program correctly this time as the rest of his companions were plagued by bitter affliction. Anything to distract them.

Everything was alright. Everything was fine. He’d caught it just in time, and they weren’t going to remember. They weren’t going to leave him, because he wouldn’t let them.

Not like everybody else. This was different. Villain loved his family, and they loved him.

Didn’t they?

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[aidanisking]

Daddy Cale and His Babies

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[whumperofworlds]

Whumper kidnaps Whumpee and creates an exact clone of them to send to the team to fool them and to figure out where their headquarters is.

The clone acts and looks exactly like Whumpee, except that they don't have their quirks. No one noticed this... except for Youngest.

Whumpee usually gives them a secret handshake to Youngest, but this clone didn't do it when Youngest asked them to do it. Youngest chalked it up as them being stressed... until it was nighttime.

Usually Whumpee kisses them a goodnight forehead kiss, but they didn't. Or that they look through some of their favorite books to read tonight but Whumpee chose one that neither of them liked. Maybe Whumpee didn't even say goodnight to Youngest.

That tipped off Youngest that this is NOT Whumpee, and Youngest secretly tells the team that Whumpee was acting strange, and that they suspect that it wasn't them, but no one believed them.

Meanwhile, Whumper forces the real Whumpee to watch as their clone acts around the team, and Whumpee's heart sank. Would their team figure out that the clone was a fake in time?

#brought to you by satam #whump #whump prompt #kidnapping #team whump #clone whumpee #youngest #forced to watch

[yemmuisworld]

youngest daughter (emotionally neglected and pressured to be outgoing and confident)

#youngest #youngest daughter #youngest sibling #big family #older sibling #older sister #eldest #funny #funny content #funny stuff #small creator #small content creator

[lili-loves-whump]

the prompt of writing

"the coldest character is assigned to kill the secret love interest"

the more derp-ressing the better

angst. No, I shouldn’t. Angst.

lili-loves-whump presents:

Cold Blooded Killers

Hero was unsure what to do. They sighed, and ran a hand through their hair quickly. No-one should have to deal with this, they thought, no-one.

"What are you going to do, little Hero?" Supervillain taunted, flicking their hair out of their eyes. They glimmered in the harsh white lights of the room. Hero shuddered at the dead evil underneath their surface.

"Hero!" Sidekick cried. The chains clinked, and they hissed out a breath as they thrusted their body weight forward. Supervillain smirked; the restraints didn't budge. "Get out of here!"

"Shut up, Sidekick," Comic Relief snapped, "They aren't going to leave us- they're literally our FUCKING LEADER!"

Hero flinched as Comic Relief screamed, thrashing under their bounds. They opened their mouth to say something- anything- but no sound came out. Hero's throat ached as if they'd just recited a novel, and their head whipped back and forth, scrambling to decide what to do.

Their heart was pumping, blood racing. Their Villain was tied to a chair, slumped over at an unnatural angle, barely breathing. Their team was thrashing, cursing, crying, anything to appeal to the criminal overlord and get out of the wretched lair. It was too loud, and horrendous, and bright, and Hero raked their fingernails up and down the arms of their supersuit, trying to drown out the noise so they could just think-

"Hero."

Youngest was limp in their chains, lips chapped and crisp from the cool air. They licked their own anxiously. They had a flimsy smile pasted on their face, and sweat dripping down their chin and onto the concrete floor.

"It's okay."

Hero pursed their lips, shaking their head slowly. "I can't leave you," they croaked.

Youngest's eye blew wide, and a shocked silence settled over the room. Hero swallowed. That hurt. How do people speak all the time?

"Hero spoke," Medic muttered, "after years of being selectively mute, they finally said something. Incredible."

Hero flushed, wiggling their fingers by their sides, trying to calm the flurry of embarrasement. They smiled slowly, focused in on Medic's nose and shrugged as effortlessly as they could.

"Touching," Supervillain drawled, before grabbing their hair. Hero nearly cried out, instead choosing to bit the inside of their cheeks. "Make. Your. Decision." they muttered, hot breath against Hero's ear, "who are you killing in cold blood?"

They closed their eyes. Villain would forgive them, their team would not. They had a life outside of work with Villain. Their team were barely friendly half the time, not even understanding how difficult dealing with their autism was. Only Medic actually knew what it was in depth the first time they mentioned it. Until Youngest, and their little sister Casey.

So, with shaking fingers, Hero pointed at Youngest. Superhero hummed fake agreement, before letting go of their hair and starting towards Villain.

Hero didn't know what they were doing, only that suddenly they were clutching a limp body and had white hot pain slamming into their gut.

#autistic hero #villain #hero x villain #creative writing #whump #trope #hero #whump prompt #drabble #lili loves whump #supervillain #youngest #autism #villain whumpee #supervillain whumper

[feralboo-the-weirdo]

I want to go feral. Scream until my voice goes hoarse. I didn't want a family like this. I want to be angry. But I can't. Not safe. Not the time. Can't crack the eggshells. The Sunshine child wants to explode and finally let go of the outer shell. But they'll destroy their universe.

Maybe they've stopped caring.

#childhood trauma #high functioning depression #highly sensitive people #trauma #adhd problems #emotional abuse #toxic family #toxic parents #disfunctional family #space joke #red giant #solar system #youngest sibling #youngersister #youngerbrother #youngest sibling trauma #youngest #frustrated #emotional neglect #emotional suppression #anger #emotions #just cptsd things #cptsd life #cptsd problems #anxienty

[your-older-brother-figure]

Remember you can vent in my replies or ask box.

It's a difficult thing leaving a toxic household.

Especially as an older sibling who has to leave their younger siblings behind.

And I see a lot of posts on social media lately talking about it. I don't know if it's the algorithm or what.

And from both sides too.

The younger siblings feels abandoned and guilty they want their siblings to be happy but are left to deal with the problems alone when most of the time those older siblings where their everything. Parents, role models ect.

But the older sibling likes in constant guilt, in my personal experience, I was banned from going to the house and seeing my younger siblings. And without a phone, I have no idea what they are being subject to. And if it's anything like I was then I worry they will hate me for leaving. I had to be strong. I prayed they didn't have to. And now I see the same anger that I had in them. I know they are good people and will be okay. And even if they hate me, they are strong enough to handle it. But it hurts.

I couldn't save them cause I had to save me.

It's been a while now and I miss them. I don't miss my dad. And I don't miss the fighting. But in a way a miss that bond I had where they knew I'd be that protector.

If my younger siblings ever see this. Which I doubt they will. They'll never know it was their older sibling making this post. I don't use my real name here so no one will know. But I hope they know that I'm still trying. And I know that they are strong enough to still be good. And kind. And one day I hope they get to leave too. Even if it's the toughest decision they make. And one day I hope you will forgive me.

This is a very different post than usual. But as I always say. Take your meds. Brush your teeth. Drink your water. Your important

#your older brother figure #older sibling trauma #younger sibling #oldest daughter #oldest son #youngest #oldest #trauma #toxic family #toxic home #toxic household #lgbtq #lgbtq community #lgbtqiia+ #adulting #stuff nobody tells you #this was alot but its been on my mind. i hope at least one person finds companionship in my experience with their own

[biscuitsandbisquets]

The youngest daughter is spoiled.

They are free from the burden and weights.

The youngest daughter is confused and torn;

A child once loved now a dissapointment

Held up high but compared to those that have come before her.

The youngest daughter is spoiled.

She didn’t experience the pain of her elders

She’s spoiled in that she receives her own new pain

Envied and criticized by her predecessors

Because the youngest daughter is spoiled.

#youngest #youngest daughter #random #spoiled #writing

[kingyuni]

He is private in madagascar.

I think he is very cute. I like his personality that is very so much cute. He is the youngest member of the team. He's a penguin but i drew as a human being. I like the graffiti.

#graffiti #my hobby #penguins of madagascar #private #madagascar #fanart #youngest

[iam1withthepeggy]

#Siblings #oldest #Youngest

[realgloryboy]

The Youngest Winner of the Oscar for Best Actor

#fashion #high fashion #music #art #high end fashion #atlanta #anime #yeezy #vintage #y2k #actor #movies #youngest

[gabbylovesreading]

can tells some facts about you please

Facts about me

I'm the youngest in my family

I have 4 older brothers

Love donuts

I'm a matt girl

I have a cat

Love halloween and Christmas

I'm single ( for now I'm talking to someone)

Favorite color is blue and green

I'm shy as fuck

Love the sturniolo triplets

I freaking love horror movies

#sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo #scream #ghostface #Halloween #christmas #donuts #cats #youngest #matt girl #brothers #questions #scream 1996 #shy #blue #green

[whumperofworlds]

The team being taken captive, and the Youngest is separated from the rest. Whumper claims that "they're special" and they will be given the honor to being in Whumper's own room, tied to a pillar for Whumper to torture and have fun with.

#whump #team whump #captivity #captured #whump prompt #youngest #torture #team #whumper #tied up

[that-dumbass-rabbit]

The universe: you're gonna be the youngest in your entire family your whole childhood

Me: oh so that mean I get attention and pampering right?

Universe: ...

Me: *gets ignored and becomes an impatient attention seeker*

#at least I'm self aware...? #youngest child #youngest #family dynamics #family

[addieredgrave]

They told me what to do.

What to think.

Told me how to act.

How to be.

There was no shaping, only cutting.

If they saw, what they did not like, they removed it.

Told me it was malignant, and who I was to argue? I didn’t remember what they were talking about.

There was no room for sadness or anger, maybe for theirs but never for mine.

If I cried I was dramatic, if I was angry I was selfish, if I didn’t ensure their feelings I was the matyr.

Loneliness became a melody, at first it screeched and scratched. But as it went on, it started to smooth. Until being alone, was all I craved. An unhealthy attraction.

Eyes burned with the audacity of their belated efforts.

A monster was made, and she cannot be undone.

She looks within the mirror, blue looks back. She wonders if that’s all that she owns.

#my writing #writers #writers on tumblr #fiction #poets on tumblr #notes #sad writing #love notes #love letters #lonely poetry #bpd mood #bpd safe #bpd fp #bpd culture is #bpd vent #actually bpd #youngest daughter #youngest #youngest child #youngest sibling

[keromuffin1]

#rei ive #rei #youngest #kpop moodboard #rei moodboard #outside #kpop gg #ive #rei icons #rei moodboard layout #kpop #kpop icons #foryou #inspiration #motivation