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I wanted to write a little something about the harmful depiction of stereotypes surrounding Muslim people that many people fall into due to the Islamophobia and the propaganda that's spread by the western world as well as ignorance.

As a person who grew up Muslim and specially AFAB, I'm not going to deny the harm that our community and sometimes culture causes.

A big distinction that I feel people should be more aware of when writing Muslim characters (especially if you yourself aren't Muslim and trying to represent said population) is the overlap between religion and culture. Oftentimes people mix those two together and get a false impression on one of the two.

My biggest take on that is "Don't judge the believer but the religion itself." Because many believers tend to nitpick what they like and use it against others. A huge example of that is men picking only what benefits them and ignoring what compels them to have some responsibility towards the women or others in general.

I wont get too deep into that though. I'm going to break down some of the harmful stereotypes people have and explain why sometimes no matter what, you aren't qualified to write on those with your perspective if you, yourself haven't lived that.

- Muslim people are backwards and very fanatic. I've seen it many times. Someone makes a character either for a story or for a roleplay and they pick a Muslim girl and make her terrified of her parents, make her uneducated, sheltered, naive, easy to trick all because she's Muslim and her Dad and Mom are restricting her freedom. That, is oftentimes VERY offensive, especially if written by a white non-muslim man. Especially if the story they want to explore ISN'T something they should be telling. To me it just feels, very weird for someone to attempt and spread that message when they themselves never ever experienced it. It's like a non-black person writing about a black person being under slavery in an attempt to talk about slavery. That's simply not your story to tell. Leave it to others.

- Muslim women are uneducated or married off. While oftentimes, women in Islamic countries end up being wed at an early age or not getting education, the issue lies in the blame that people point towards it being related to them being Muslim. This issue mainly stems from the culture and the circumstances of said countries. We all know many Islamic countries are poverty ridden and or under wars that are caused by the Western countries. (USA, ISRAEL, BRITAIN ETC). LIKE. Let's be for real. Under poverty getting your education gets hard and making a livelihood gets even harder, so it's only a natural causation that many muslim women living in poverty laden countries end up getting married without getting their education. Of course I do not agree with that sentiment and how a woman's education takes the backseat in sake of the sons receiving their education BUT TRUST ME, even men don't receive education in these countries. My mom and dad, both Palestinian Jordanians, had a different course regarding their academic lives. Someone ignorant would probably assume that my dad received education and my mom didn't, right? Well. It's the exact opposite actually. My mom received higher education and my dad quit highschool and had to work. They were both poor as well. Even further, my dad's both and only sisters GRADUATED from university with degrees in Mathematics and Religion Education. People that live in the better part of islamic countries like the Gulf (kuwait, saudia etc) receive education regardless of their gender and even have governmential benefits pushing them towards higher education. That does not erase the women who are forced to quit school to marry or to take care of the household; again an issue in culture, misogyny and economical status usually rather than the religion itself. Even women in the western world still experience these gender based discriminations.

- Muslim people want to kill their kids if they deviate from the image they have for them. Now this is a very HEAVY and sensitive topic because it usually ties into LGBTQIA matters as well as religious expectations Muslim people might have of their kids or fellow Muslim people. As member of the LGBTQIA, I won't ever come out to my parents. Unfortunately, culture wise and religious wise there's a certain level of hatred people hold towards LGBTQIA Muslims. And it's unfortunate because according to Islam, YOU shouldn't be judging these people, you should try and guide them against it. Now I won't get into that part and what my stance is on it, simply because it's something i myself am struggling with rn and not agreeing with, but its what I grew up with, so essentially its not something I can speak about clearly. But, seeing non-muslim people try and write stories about Muslim characters getting killed or hunted by their Muslim parents about being gay? That shit pisses me off. It's not your story to tell. You aren't allowed to demonize the parents when it's a very sensitive topic and dependant on the dynamics people have with their families. Some people will have more accepting parents others won't. But that goes for non-muslims too. I've seen so many atheists disown their kids because they came out to them. Even christians...but it's only Muslim characters that i ever see getting bodily harmed or even killed when that's not something limited to muslim people? It just rubs me off the wrong way.

- Muslim people being depicted as barbaric and more accepting of hurting others around them. Now this is a notion that has slowly started to fade away THANK FUCKING GOD, but many times people writing muslim characters make them seem jaded towards others getting hurt? And its built on the harmful stereotype that Muslim people are fine with others getting hurt when that's not even something I've seen from actual Muslims and when that trait is something anyone from any background could have? Is it possible that many muslim people are jaded towards pain due to their countries being involved in conflict and pain? Yeah it is. But that does not mean we are ACCEPTING OF IT. It's just when you grow up hearing about your relatives getting bombed and murdered that you grow to view these things as common, but it doesn't mean you accept them. It's just the only way you can process losing your family to the violence enacted on you by the western world.

- As a Muslim person you'll get crucified if you drink alcoholic beverages. Riiiight. So this is a notion I see a lot. While drinking alcoholic beverages is DEFINITELY prohibited and haram, if you live in the Western world as a muslim person, chances are you a) drink, b) have muslim friends who drink, mainly because it depends on how religious someone is. I have a Muslim friend who isn't that religious and drinks. I dont. I know friends of my dad in Jordan who drink, even when they're heavily frowned upon. So people making Muslim ocs and then making them be super puritans and avoiding everything is... Weirdly infantilizing imo? We aren't perfect human beings. We are gonna commit acts that are considered sins. Sometimes some people will freak out about those and sometimes they won't. Not everyone is gonna feel the same amount of guilt over what they consider prohibited. Some muslim people get into dating despite it being prohibited. So shrug.

Anyways my main take away is that people should be MORE careful when writing a story about something they aren't. That's not to say you aren't allowed to write for these stories but it's more about whether you incorporate HARMFUL stereotypes only and end up with a representation that will only do damage.

Research. Talk to people. Generally not only when writing about Muslims. Even if you yourself are disabled, you can still write shitty disability rep about a disability that is not yours. Just cause you're ADHD it doesn't mean you cannot perpetuate harmful stereotypes about NPD ppl for example. Right?

That's all! Thank you for reading. Hopefully I wont get crucified for this lol.

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Prompt: Caretaker trying desperately to convince Whumpee to eat and that they don't need to earn food, Whumpee convinced they 'don't deserve it'

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Posture & Physical Presence For Writers

(Because how they stand can say more than how they speak.)

Upright and stiff — Formal, tense, or deeply uncomfortable. Slouched shoulders — Insecure, exhausted, or defeated. Relaxed stance — Open, comfortable, confident. Hands in pockets — Guarded, casual, or hiding something. Crossed arms — Defensive, cold, or waiting to be impressed. Leaning forward — Engaged, flirtatious, or impatient. Back straight, chin high — Proud, stubborn, or putting on a show. Shifting weight side to side — Nervous, indecisive, or stalling. Foot tapping — Anxious, impatient, or barely holding it together. Arms loose at sides — Neutral, calm, open to the moment. Fidgeting with sleeves/hair/etc. — Inner turmoil disguised as casual touch. Spine curled inward — Trying to be small, invisible, or unnoticeable. Standing too still — Suppressed emotion, discomfort, or internal freeze. Dominant stance (feet wide, chest forward) — Confidence, aggression, or showmanship. Head tilted slightly — Curiosity, confusion, or playful challenge.

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Rescuer taking whumpee by the hand, looking into their eyes very sternly—though not unkindly,

“I need you to understand, okay? You’re not in trouble, you’re not under arrest. I need you to be honest, and tell me everything they did. You won’t be in any trouble, I’m gonna help you. Talk me through it, how did you end up here?”

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low self-esteem/depressed/suicidal whumpee starter pack

"what does it matter?"

"what's it to you?"

"i'm fine"

"why would you care?"

"sorry for being a bother"

"never mind"

"i don't matter"

"i'm better off dead"

"i'm just a burden anyway"

"i'm wasted effort"

"i'm never going to get better"

"fuck off"

"it's all meaningless"

"i'll leave"

"you must be busy"

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Recaptured whumpees and the moment they go from brave enough to have fled and struggle to "Please- I'm sorry- Don't- I won't try again, I'm sorry-"

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You know, an emotional whump trope I never see is Whumpee crying while performing a relatively mundane task. They’re making food or doing laundry when the emotions just hit all at once.

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Open wound care, a writing guide

To start—

This is based on my own experience getting treatment post-surgery and will therefore be very subjective, as well as case-specific. This is not medical advice, though I will touch on medical topics and explain everything as well as I am capable of.

The Wound

Depth and width

The depth and width of the wound will, separately, affect the given treatment and therefore the related sensations your characters experiences. The basic types of wounds, no matter the cause, are:

Wide and deep

Narrow and deep

Wide and shallow

Narrow and shallow

These are sorted by longest to shortest healing time. The more tissue that needs to be regenerated, the longer the healing process will take. This guide primarily deals with the treatment of deep wounds.

The edges

Similarly, the edges of your character's wound will affect the healing strategy and speed. There are, ignoring specifics, two primary types of wound edges:

Frayed

Straight

Frayed, or uneven, edges usually imply larger damage to the tissue and may be caused by any kind of ripping, including bullets, but also scraping or blades with non-smooth cutting edges. Straight edges usually, but not always, imply lesser damage and may be caused by any kind of cutting (and some rather rare cases of shooting). Straight edges are usually easier to heal because they are easier to "piece together" and tend to be easier to clean.

The sensation

The exact sensations your character experiences will depend heavily on the wound itself, as well as the care, or lack thereof, they may experience. The following is a list of some sensations they may experience:

Pressure, especially applicable to deep wounds that are being "stuffed" to avoid/catch bleeding (wound tamponade); feels dull and heavy, sensation shifts according to the movement of the body, but is overall relatively consistent; comparable to the pressure in one's sinuses during a cold, but very localized.

Phantom bruising (and real bruising), especially around the edges of the wound; can be a very large area of phantom bruising, where there is nothing visibly "wrong" with the skin, but the tissue is still sensitive and may feel somewhat warm; feels exactly like a fresh bruise.

Pinching or "biting" sensations, again especially around the edges; feels sharp and precise and often only lasts for a few seconds, usually "moves around" rather than being just one specific spot; comparable pricking one's finger with a needle or getting pinched by fingernails.

"Pins and needles", especially after a period of inactivity of the affected body part; feels very similar to a limb that has fallen asleep, but sharper where the actual wound is; more likely if pressure is being put on the wound, by a tight bandage or the character lying down on it.

Stiffness followed by phantom (or real) tearing, again after periods of inactivity, often accompanied by an aching numbness; feels like the sensation of stiff bones after a long car ride, but applied to skin, can be accompanied by a sense of dryness, followed by a sharp sensation that shoots out towards the spine; phantom tearing may feel similar to the sensation of breaking an old, dried leaf between one's fingers and can be very startling if the wound is out of sight and therefore cannot be checked.

Warmth; can be a sign of infection past a certain point, but a lot of wounds feel faintly warm because of the energy the body is spending trying to repair the tissue.

Nothing at all, at least while the wound is being left alone; if the wound is in a place where there is nothing messing with it, nothing touching it from the outside or inside (see: "stuffing" to avoid bleeding), then it's completely possible that even a deep and wide wound may be mostly painless for some time; though any kind of touch will certainly remind your character that it exists.

The Wound Care

The methods of wound care primarily depend on the depth and width of your character's wound and not every wound can be sewn up. Especially deep wounds may not get sewn, since there is a chance of creating a "wound chamber" by closing the surface, where the the surface heals shut while a hole in the tissue remains within the body. Such a wound chamber can then easily develop infections or abscesses. Therefore, deep wounds may be kept open to slowly heal from the "bottom up".

Healing a deep wound properly is a very long process and can take many months. Under normal circumstances, an average adult can be expected to heal between 1-4cm of each depth and width per month, depending on the exact care given.

Cleaning the wound

In a medical setting, this should be done with sterile saline solution or a special wound cleaning solution that may also include antibiotics or antiseptics, but can also be done with "regular" water, though this ups the risk of infection and may draw out the healing process; the liquid is usually pushed into the wound with a needleless syringe or a similar applicator rather than "just" pouring liquid in and around the wound, with the liquid then being dabbed away with cotton balls; the liquid used to clean the wound will be room-temperatured, and with wounds being a bit warmer as well, the liquid will usually feel uncomfortably cold; additionally, the character may experience burning sensations and pressure sensations, especially when the liquid is initially applied.

When using cotton balls (or anything similar) to remove both the cleaning solution and blood from the wound (and there will always be bleeding during a bandage change), your character may experience a repeated, very painful ripping sensation from the material touching the edges of the wound. Additionally, your character may notice one or two points of pressure, which feel painful and hard, but without a temperature sensation, if tweezers are being used to hold the cotton ball. These tweezers will usually be very dull and made of plastic, but are still noticeable to the person getting treated, even if the wound is wide enough for the tweezers not to touch it; pressing the cotton balls down to soak up any liquid is enough to make them noticeable.

"Stuffing" the wound (wound tamponade)

Stuffing the wound, which means filling it with sterile material, like gauze, that is intended to soak up blood while keeping the wound open and is usually done before applying a bigger bandage or bandaid to the surface, is very, very painful.

Removing the previous material causes a painful ripping and tearing sensation comparable to singular body hairs being ripped out one by one, which can also be accompanied by sharp pressure if tools like tweezers are used to remove the material. The material will often have slightly fused with the edges of the wound, be it through healing or through the drying of the blood, which makes the process as painful as it is. In addition, this means that removing the material will (almost) always cause the wound to bleed again, even if there was no active bleeding before the bandage change. Changing the bandages more often (once a day or more) will lessen this effect to some degree, but it will still be painful; waiting longer between bandage changes will increase both the pain and the bleeding, as well as the risk of infection.

Reapplying the material is similarly painful, if not moreso. The exact sensation depends on the "stuffing material" (light vs dense material), but the process is generally overwhelmingly painful, as the wound is being pushed further open than it may be in its relaxed state to ensure that it will heal correctly. This causes an extreme burning and pressure sensation that can take an hour or longer to get better without painkillers.

Bandaging the wound

No matter if you are using a large bandaid or a bandage, the surface level treatment is usually the least painful; this does not mean that it's not painful, though.

The application of a bandage itself will rarely be painful, at least, and will oftentimes feel faintly warm with each layer that is applied. Still, while being gentler on the wound, bandages have a high chance of sticking to the wound and especially the edges of the wound through blood, and if the bandage itself isn't sticking to the wound, the gauze used certainly is. Even if the bandage/gauze is wetted before removing it from the wound to make the removal easier, it will still be painful and cause a tearing sensation that can leave a feeling of cold burning.

Bandaids, especially at a large scale, are painful to remove and painful to apply. They may be more secure than a bandage, but during the application, the caretaker will usually need to apply some tension to the wound, especially to align the edges correctly to avoid the wound healing crooked or uneven. This will leave the wound with a burning feeling for some time after the application, even if the edges are being kept apart. The removal is no easier, especially due to mammals' unfortunate habit of having body hair in combination with the skin around an open wound being generally sensitive. The entire area that the bandage has covered will at least temporarily feel extra sensitive and may even feel faintly scraped open, though actual damage from bandaids is very rare.

Effects on the Body

Beyond what has already been mentioned, here are some further side effects of the wound and especially the care thereof that your character may experience:

Extreme tension due to pain; the muscles of the body automatically tense up when we experience pain, sometimes to the point of cramping and lingering stiffness; if your character is being treated while lying down, it is completely possible that their limbs may stiffen to the point of moving off the surface they are lying on.

Shaking, again due to pain; tends to accompany previous tension, but can also be caused by fear/anxiety or pain on its own.

Weakness in one or more limbs; this one somewhat depends on the location of the wound, but especially torso wounds will often take a toll on the nearest limb, which may be weak and/or shaky, especially after a bandage change; for legs, your character may need the help of another person or mobility aid to be able to walk securely, for arms, they may not be able to hold or lift things for a period of time. If this weakness isn't permanent and, for example, triggered by the bandage changes, it will usually last over an hour.

Soreness in the general location of the wound; can result in the already mentioned phantom bruises, but can also affect muscles and even bones, leaving rather large areas of the body to feel painful and difficult to use.

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A Night to Regret

CW: Kidnapping, abusive relationship

Part 2 / masterlist

“Hey babe,” Kieran answered his phone with a grin, “Yeah, I’m on my way back now. Guess what? I’ve got a job!” 

“Really? That’s amazing!” He pulled it back from his ear as Abigail squealed, “What is it?” 

“It’s a short film, an original horror I think. I don’t know all the details, Kate said she’d email them to me first thing Monday. It’s a student film, but they’ve done quite a few popular ones.” 

“You know what this means? Celebration! We should invite Mike and Lisa, I’ll see if Cameron’s free too, and Jaysen, though I think he’s busy…”

Kieran laughed softly, “Is that really necessary? I was thinking we could just have a quiet night in, just the two of us.”  

“We do that all the time! Come on, we haven’t had a get together in ages. It’ll be fun. We’ll order pizza, and if you pick up some drinks on your way home… ooh, make sure you get some of that beer I like.”  “Since when did this become about you?” 

“I’ll pay for everything!” 

He smiled even though she couldn’t see it. “I got it, don’t worry. You order some pizzas, I’ll be home soon. I love you.” 

“Love you!”

Kieran slid his phone into his pocket, making a u-turn to head towards their favoured liquor store. He shivered, hugging himself as he walked down the quiet street. Strange, to be so quiet on a Saturday evening; it was freezing, he reasoned. It wasn’t that late, but the sun set early this time of year and a starless sky made the frigid air seem bleak. Still, deserted streets always held an eerie feeling. Though they weren’t completely empty, he only saw an occasional passerby in thick coats, scarves weaved around their faces. Man, he should have brought a scarf; his lips were probably turning blue. 

A small, childish part of him wished he had stayed talking with Abigail. Past every alley, every covered stranger, a chill crept up his spine that had nothing to do with the weather. He considered calling her back. She was probably calling their friends though. You’re worrying over nothing, he scolded himself. He was a grown-ass man, he could handle walking down a street himself, the same route he’d taken many times before. Alone. In the dark. 

Abigail kept telling him he should ask his doctor about anxiety meds. Maybe she was right. 

He was relieved when he made it to the store, offering him a brief respite. There was only one other customer who seemed to be studying two bottles intently. Kieran made his purchase, making easy small talk with the grizzled cashier trying to ignore his stomach twisting in knots.

He rubbed his hands together in an attempt to get warm, an awkward motion carrying bags of glass bottles. He hummed to himself as he walked, a cheesy romance he hoped would stave off anxious thoughts. He glanced behind. A couple of men were trailing at a steady pace, scarves concealing their faces. He turned back to face forward, his pace quickening just slightly. People are allowed to walk behind you, Kieran. He told himself firmly. Learning to face your fears is an important part of recovery. Don’t let anxiety control you. 

…But he’d also been taught to follow his instincts. What was he supposed to do when every gut feeling told him to run? 

He considered stopping to let them pass. Would that just make him seem suspicious? It would probably be weird. Home wasn’t far, he’d be there soon. A black car with tinted windows was parked up ahead. Had it ever been there before? He shook his head. Paranoid. He’s just paranoid. Lukas had always said so. It was hardly an unusual car, it’s no surprise he’d never noticed it. And people were allowed to visit.

Still, as he got closer his shoulders hunched, blood rushing in his ears. His stomach cramped, tightening painfully as every signal in his body rang wrong, wrong, wrong. Something was wrong. He halted in his tracks, willing himself to move, his body frozen as his mind raced, every alarm bell screaming go back, go back, danger danger dangerdanger-

A heavy weight slung around his shoulders drawing him in. He opened his mouth to yell, a gloved hand silencing him. Something hard pressed into his back, small and rounded and fuck, this wasn’t happening, this couldn’t be happening-

“Don’t make a sound,” A gruff voice whispered, a voice that didn’t sound natural. They were trying to disguise it. “Come with us quietly, and there won’t be any problems.” 

Kieran nodded numbly, his heart hammering against his chest. With a small nudge from whoever stood behind, with a gun did they have a gun please say that’s not a gun he was bundled into the black car where someone was already waiting to drive away. Two men sat either side of him, blocking every exit.

“Head down,” One commanded, shoving his head to his knees before he even had a chance to do so himself. His shopping bag was placed by their feet. They’d probably take the drinks for themselves. They took his phone too, along with his wallet leaving him with no form of identification. 

“Who are you?” Kieran dared to ask, his voice trembling. “Where are we going?”

“Shut up.” 

They were going to kill him. Oh god, he was going to be murdered, his body thrown in a woods somewhere or a lake or burned and oh god. Would they ever find him? Would his mother get to bury him? What about Abi, would she blame herself? How long would it take her to grow concerned? Was she already pacing around anxiously, wringing her hands, waiting for him to come home?

When they were out of city limits, they pushed him to the floor, wrapping cloth around his eyes, binding his wrists and ankles with duct tape which they also placed over his mouth. They must have driven for miles. He was transferred to another vehicle at some point, open conversations taking place in a language he couldn’t understand. Occasionally they’d rip the tape off to pour water down his throat. He fell asleep at one point, he thought. It was all a haze, fuzzy memories leaving him unable to distinguish what’s real and what is fake. 

Next thing he knew he was being roughly dragged outside, mud staining his clothes as  he was thrown to the floor. 

“Good to see you again, Angel.” 

Kieran stilled, every hair on his neck stood on end, his heart leapt to his throat. He thought it might just stop. 

“What? Cat got your tongue?” Lukas jeered, his honeyed voice washed over Kieran like acid. The blindfold was yanked off his face, letting him look up to a man he wished he’d forgotten. 

Calloused fingers cupped his cheek tenderly, bronze eyes filled with such gentle warmth met his own. He used to melt under that same gaze, putty in his hands. He would have done anything to please him, debased himself in so many ways just to see those soft eyes look at him once more. 

Now they just filled him with fear. 

“It’s been so long, hasn’t it Angel? Were you afraid you wouldn't see me again? I was beside myself. I couldn’t close my eyes without seeing your face, haunting me like an enthralling ghost. I didn’t know what to do, I was so lost without you.” Lukas grabbed Kierans face in both hands, leaning in so close their noses almost touched, staring deep into his eyes in a way that made his skin crawl. This couldn’t be happening. This had to be some horrible nightmare, he was gone, he got out, he fled across half the country just to be safe and it wasn’t enough. He wanted to scream, wanted to yell, wanted to kick and scratch and do anything that would get him out of here, anything to never be trapped with this monster again. 

But his limbs were bound, his mouth stuffed full of cloth. Even if they weren’t, he wasn’t sure he was capable of it. He’d never fought back then. He hadn’t changed at all, not really. He was still the same meek figure he’d been back then. 

“You should never have left me Angel,” Lukas breathed, his breath hot on his face. “You’ll never leave me again.”

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Being kidnapped by your abusive ex is bad enough - even worse is Lukas needs to make money. How will he do that? Hurting his Angel on camera, of course <3

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lab whump except whumper injects whumpee with some kind of virus or thing or whatever that takes a lot to spread and potentially painfully too, so they cant do anything except lie there and wait for it to end - except it won't because they have no idea what whumper gave them

Also potentially just whumper watching them and taking notes and checking their vitals and not displaying a single ounce of remorse for whats happening/will happen to whumpee

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MORE WHUMPEES WITH PERSONALITY DISORDERS OR MENTAL HEALTH CONDITIONS THAT MAKE THEIR CIRCUMSTANCES WAYYY HARDER ON THEMSELVES, please 🤩

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“Hey, don’t look at it. Don’t look over there, it’s okay. It’s okay, just keep looking at me. I’m right here, just focus on me…keep your breathing even.”

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Whumpee thinking they have to love Caretaker because that is the only form of relationship Whumper ever allowed Whumpee to have with them.

Whumpee had been forced into a relationship with a very imbalanced power dynamic with Whumper but now thats all they knew. Its basically ingrained into them now. Its how they survived. They must love and show love to their superior in order to gain favor/ be considered ‘good’/ avoid punishments/ etc.

So now that Caretaker is the one that has filled the roll of Whumpee’s “superior” in their mind— though Caretaker vehemently denounces being ‘above’ them in any way and continues to reassure they are equals— Whumpee feels like they must love them.

Does Caretaker not realize thats why Whumpee is showing them love? Thinking, instead, that Whumpee truly loves them and allows themself to fall for Whumpee as well? Only to later come to realize that Whumpee doesn’t truly love them?

Or does Caretaker reject them, sending Whumpee into a panic that they weren’t being good enough? That they have failed in being what Caretaker wants and so they try harder and more desperately, hoping that they can be what Caretaker wants?

Does Caretaker not understand that Whumpee is showing affection for a reason and just assumes they are naturally ‘lovey’ and affectionate? Is Caretaker also a more affectionate soul and later feels guilty that they engaged with Whumpee, not realizing they didn’t actually enjoy that type of engagement?

I feel like this dynamic could have decent whump potential. Idk 🤷 …. Anyone have any other thoughts on this?

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"I'm just so tired," whumpee cries into caretaker's chest.

caretaker puts their hand on the back of their head protectively, "I know, but you have to keep going. we're almost out of here"

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Lovers whump.

A whumper who insist they hold whumpee captive because they love them and hurt them to help them.

A whumper who swears this is just how they show their love

A whumpee who would never imagine leaving because they love whumper so much

A whumpee who forgives all hurt because they understand how much whumper loves them

...I just like toxic relationships apparently