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Changes (3)

Changes One & Two

 (Whumpee and Caretaker have a platonic relationship )

Whumpee awoke the next morning to the sound of dishes clanking downstairs, Caretaker making breakfast. They continue to lay in bed, golden rays of sunlight flooding through the windows and reflecting off the mirrors in the room. Whumpee stretched as they forced themselves out of bed, a glint off the nightstand catching their eye. They outstretched a hand, their fingers curling around the cool metal chain before retracting and examining the diamond charm. A groan escaped their lips as they ran their fingers through their hair, memories of the past day flooding their mind, they way they sobbed and clung to Caretaker's leg. “The necklace’s only Caretaker's way of saying they pity me” Whumpee cursed mentally, Caretaker wouldn’t want them anymore, he would send them back to where he found them. They dropped the necklace back into the wooden stand, approaching the door before letting out a broken whimper. They couldn’t go down, not after making Caretaker miss work, not after being a burden. Whumpee paced around the room, tears pricking their eyes as they bit down on their knuckles to force themself quiet. It took a while before they finally came up with a plan, they would simply leave. Go down to Caretaker, apologize, and leave. They took a deep breath, wiping their tears as they twisted the handle before swinging the door open and trudged down the stairs. Whumpee practiced what they would say each step they took towards the kitchen, yet as they entered the Caretaker sitting at the table scrolling through their phone, they faltered, shuffling back to hide behind the wall. “Whumpee?” Caretaker called out. Whumpee pressed their head to the accent wall, tears rolling down their cheeks. “ Are you alright?” Caretaker questioned again. Whumpee responded with a broken hum, clenching their fists as they stepped into the room, standing opposite to the chair Caretaker was seated in. “I-i’m sorry. Sorry for y-yesterday…..i-..it was selfish of me to ask you to stay, a-a-and i-” they choked on their words while Caretaker pushed their seat out, the legs scraping against the floor. Whumpee stumbled back as caretaker approached, “ i-i’ll leave now if t-that’s what you wa-” Their words were cut off as a pair of arms launched towards them, they flinched back, raising their own arms to protect themselves from an impact that never came. Whumpee sobbed out as caretaker enclasped them, his head resting on their chin.

“Never.” He whispered out. “Never apologize for crying Whumpee. If anything, it was my fault, I left you with someone you had never met just so I could travel.” Whumpee wrapped their arms around caretakers torso, their head pressed into his chest as their tears soaked into his navy blue hoodie. Caretaker’s grip tightened before slacking slightly, his lips pressed against Whumpee's forehead “ I left you with a bastard” He hissed the words laced with venom, his own body shaking,” Not ever will that happen again. Like stars never leave the sky, I'll never leave you. I’ll be there for every high and low, I swear it on my life, I love you.” 

They held the embrace for a stretch, both finding comfort in each other's presence, neither one ready to let go. Whumpee had stopped crying, tilting their head up to look at Caretaker as he moved his chin. Caretaker pulled back, his own eyes glistening slightly as he brushed away Whumpee’s tears before offering them a smile. “Now go get washed up so we can eat, ya?” His footsteps receded to the oven after his  lips brushed against their head a final time. Whumpee stood frozen for a moment, their eyes trailing Caretaker as he worked. They nodded slowly as they mumbled a “m’kay” and swayed up the stairs, their every action after that a blur. Whumpee stood infront of the mirror staring at the shimmering diamond pendant now resting on their chest, their hand grasping it as they let out a sigh and turned their back to their reflection, making their way back to the kitchen. “Forever”.

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Whumpee who is captured by the enemy and given to one of their high ranking members (B). It's meant to be a humiliation for their enemies, to show that the once proud and mighty Whumpee is reduced to nothing but a slave to B.

B accepts, of course. They can't decline. But they're not too fond of the idea.

Whumpee is brought to B's chambers and their shackles are connected to the wall. They're too dangerous to let free.

B gets close to them, within reach, and Whumpee instantly attacks, trying to choke them with their chains. But B can fight, and Whumpee is weakened, so they overpower them and pin them down. They make it very clear Whumpee is to never do that again.

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Time goes on, and life settles in this weird new dynamic. Whumpee is just... there. A prisoner is B's room. They're not being given much to eat, and B get tired of that, so they drag their dining table over to Whumpee and share their meal.

They start talking to Whumpee more, and some conversations almost feel normal.

They unchain Whumpee from the wall at onw point, to go on a walk, to take them to the training field and spar with them (though they never take off the shackles).

And... it's nice. Whumpee is rude and snaps at B and doesn't treat them like everyone else does and B likes it.

It's wrong, it's very wrong because Whumpee is a prisoner here and *not* their friend. Yet B can't stop caring for them.

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Some more Yandere! Carewhumper prompts because you freaks seemed to like them, from both POVs this time. Whumper has been taken from their old, even more abusive owner to a new, gentler one:

● "Darling, you know I'll never let you leave right? Even if you're the best behaved pet in the world, you're still my property"

● "Why do you even like me? I'm nothing special. Please, just find someone else and let me go." "Let you go? But you're everything to me, dear. You don't know just how amazing you are, which makes me sad. I'll beat that self-doubt out of you. Just wait."

● Whumper breaks down sobbing. No one has ever cared about them this much, and it's a monster. They want to give in so bad but are scared of getting hurt again by their captor.

● "I know you'll say no, so I'm just going to kiss you anyway. You don't mind if I bite, do you?"

● Whumpee has a sensitive spot on their wrists from an even more cruel previous owner. "P-please just stop! I'll do anything! Anything! I'll even let you hurt me in other ways, just not there." "O-oh, I'm sorry, pet. I'll let you go. Would some cuddles help? I promise I'll be careful grabbing you from now on."

● "Can we just have a normal meal for once? Without you squirming. Why can't you just love me DAMMIT? I'm doing everything i can to make you happy. Please love me back, darling."

● Carewhumper gives more and more treats to whumpee the longer they stay in captivity, and soon enough, whumpee is living a relatively normal life with their carewhumper. It started with their favorite book, then some old headphones and CDs, and finally some of their old clothes. It all starts to make whumpee rely on carewhumper for some normalcy.

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whumper always tells whumpee that they're just whumpers toy, only a play thing that whumper gives meaning to. So when whumpee's mad at whumper they just go ragdoll. "you wanted a doll you get a doll, bitch,"

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Hello! I was wondering if you had any advice/sources on how to write relationships between siblings where one has ASPD (specifically sociopathic-inclined)?

Writing Notes: ASPD Relationships

Antisocial personality disorder - a pattern of disregard for, and violation of, the rights of others, criminality, impulsivity, and a failure to learn from experience.

In order to be diagnosed with antisocial personality disorder, an individual must show a continuing pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others, occurring since age 15, with three (or more) of the following:

Failure to conform to laws and social norms (repeatedly breaking laws).

Deceitfulness (repeated lying or conning others for personal profit or pleasure).

Impulsivity or failure to plan ahead.

Irritability and aggressiveness (repeated physical fights or assaults).

Reckless disregard for safety of self or others.

Consistent irresponsibility (repeated failure to sustain consistent work behavior or honor financial obligations).

Lack of remorse (being indifferent to having hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another).

In addition, the individual must be at least age 18 years and there must be evidence of conduct disorder before age 15.

Sources: 1 2 3 4 5 6

Hi! Here are some signs and symptoms of ASPD you can use to guide you in writing scenes involving sibling relationships of your character with ASPD. Make them more specific to fit your story, so for example (#4), write about repeated fights with their sibling.

Here are more notes, mostly focusing on interpersonal relationships, from different sources that can guide your writing to show your character's relationship with their sibling (sources linked above). Choose which ones are most appropriate, and alter as needed for your story:

A person with antisocial personality disorder may...

exploit, manipulate or violate the rights of others

lack concern, regret or remorse about other people's distress

behave irresponsibly and show disregard for normal social behaviour

have difficulty sustaining long-term relationships

be unable to control their anger

lack guilt, or not learn from their mistakes

blame others for problems in their lives

repeatedly break the law or take part in criminal activity, but if they do, they are not sorry for their hurtful deeds

be inconsiderate of the rights of others

be deceitful and intimidating in relationships

not value "playing by the rules." They do so only if they are threatened with punishment. This attitude leads to a tendency to exploit others. They take advantage of the fairness or softheartedness of others, and they feel indifferent toward or even contemptuous of their victims.

have little, if any, ability to be intimate with another person. Any lasting relationships are likely to involve some degree of abuse or neglect.

sometimes be charming and can be good actors who use lies and distortion to keep relationships going. Some with antisocial personality disorder have no goal beyond the pleasure of deceiving or harming others.

appear to care for no one but themselves. They may be able to understand the emotions of others. But they don't suffer any shame or guilt about the pain they may be causing. Instead, they use their knowledge of others' weaknesses to gain favors or to manipulate an outcome.

not take responsibility for any of his or her own suffering. He or she may blame others when things go badly. Many with this disorder do suffer, because they can be self-defeating, and never get to enjoy the many pleasures that come to people who are better able to have mutual and satisfying relationships.

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"I Didn't Mean to,"

Whumpee sobbed as their shaking fingers grabbed pieces of porcelain. Blood dripped onto the floor from the sharp edges.

Heavy boots were coming down the hall and Whumpee tried moving faster; no doubt that Whumper would be pissed that Whumpee broke his plate. Whumpee swallowed when the boots stopped in front of them.

"Uh oh, what happened, Whumpee?" Whumper's voice was an eerie type of calm.

Whumpee tried to still their breathing so that they would be slightly coherent: "I...I broke a plate. I promise that I didn't mean to though! It...it just slipped from my hands when I was putting dishes away and I tried to clean it up. Not to hide the fact that I dropped it just-"

"Hey hey, it's all okay." Whumper's hand rubbed the back of Whumpee's neck and they froze; waiting for Whumper to slam their head into the floor. "Can you look up for me, Whumpee?"

Whumpee tilted their head up and was met with minty green eyes. That's odd...as far as Whumpee knew Whumper had cold and distant blue eyes that would stare into their soul. As far as Whumpee knew, Caretaker had the minty green eyes.

Whumpee blinked again and looked into his eyes. The eyes definitely belonged to Caretakeer, but then, why were they in Whumper's kitchen?

"You aren't there anymore, Whumpee." Caretaker's hand moved to Whumpee's shoulder as he pulled them into a much-needed hug.

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The blow to the heart, 1952, Rene Magritte

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Some words to use when writing things:

winking

clenching

pulsing

fluttering

contracting

twitching

sucking

quivering

pulsating

throbbing

beating

thumping

thudding

pounding

humming

palpitate

vibrate

grinding

crushing

hammering

lashing

knocking

driving

thrusting

pushing

force

injecting

filling

dilate

stretching

lingering

expanding

bouncing

reaming

elongate

enlarge

unfolding

yielding

sternly

firmly

tightly 

harshly

thoroughly

consistently

precision

accuracy

carefully

demanding

strictly

restriction

meticulously

scrupulously

rigorously

rim

edge

lip

circle

band

encircling

enclosing

surrounding

piercing

curl

lock

twist

coil

spiral

whorl

dip

wet

soak

madly

wildly

noisily

rowdily

rambunctiously

decadent

degenerate

immoral

indulgent

accept

take

invite

nook

indentation

niche

depression

indent

depress

delay

tossing

writhing

flailing

squirming

rolling

wriggling

wiggling

thrashing

struggling

grappling

striving

straining

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Imo in order to finish your writing project you need to be unhealthily obsessed with your characters to a point where you question your sanity

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